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My heart clings to the memories of that night When the strangers came I lay on my neatly dressed bed With the sheet recently changed Staring at the ceiling Carefully studying the patterns She would be here soon I thought, as I glanced at my wrist Wearing a goofy grin Tonight should be the night I consoled myself After many nights of failed attempts Blood running towards my groin Goose pimples playing its tricks On my skin Euphoria hitting me like drug abuse As I fantasize the night ahead Alas!!! I hear my door go knock Like a child running to embrace his mama I answered the door And my limbs went numb They stood there Holding her like a strayed child   The lust in their eyes Shinning like a rising sun little sobs escaping her lips Driving painful thrusts into my heart And I tried, tried to save her That's when I felt the tin sharp blade Sliding into me slowly I could do nothing now Nothing for her I felt the warm liquid sliding down my belly Slowly I found the ground As I watch them quench Their lust One by one, They took turns on her Like their last supper They lavished her Calling onto my name slowly She moans bitterly Begging for my life and hers The tears from her eyes Making my blood gush As I curse my existence For the pains she receives now As a parting gift   before the last one reached ******   The reaper came for me...
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 5:06 AM UTC
And strangers came
My heart clings to the memories of that night When the strangers came I lay on my neatly dressed bed With the sheet recently changed Staring at the ceiling Carefully studying the patterns She would be here soon I thought, as I glanced at my wrist Wearing a goofy grin Tonight should be the night I consoled myself After many nights of failed attempts Blood running towards my groin Goose pimples playing its tricks On my skin Euphoria hitting me like drug abuse As I fantasize the night ahead Alas!!! I hear my door go knock Like a child running to embrace his mama I answered the door And my limbs went numb They stood there Holding her like a strayed child   The lust in their eyes Shinning like a rising sun little sobs escaping her lips Driving painful thrusts into my heart And I tried, tried to save her That's when I felt the tin sharp blade Sliding into me slowly I could do nothing now Nothing for her I felt the warm liquid sliding down my belly Slowly I found the ground As I watch them quench Their lust One by one, They took turns on her Like their last supper They lavished her Calling onto my name slowly She moans bitterly Begging for my life and hers The tears from her eyes Making my blood gush As I curse my existence For the pains she receives now As a parting gift   before the last one reached ******   The reaper came for me...
Parka
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 5:06 AM UTC
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