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"The Silhouetted Man"

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Sat 01/03/03 at 01:52
Regular
Posts: 787
I met her at the station
It was cold, I smelt fear
She was afraid
I loosened the knife from my back pocket
Her eyes shone,
Flick, goes the knife
I hesitated,

Tears rolled form her eyes,
The wind vigorously attacked her delicate hair
Her mouth opened extensively
The knife penetrated her side
I mildly chuckled
This knife I held, the one to make a death
The shadow escaped from the scene
With the carcass

The basement is where she is,
Along with the officer

This man was looking pale,
His cheeks as red as the blood of the girl,
I smelt fear then,
The unadulterated, rigid aroma of fear,
He was shuddering like the old woman did,

The elderly woman,
She was unacquainted of the circumstance,
Flick, goes the knife
That magnificent, thud, as she descends to the ground
My eyes lit up, like a fire
No penitence was felt
I ran like a ghost, unseen
Like a shadow

This knife I hold now, the one to murder many

They exist in the basement, beside the farmer

The farmer more suspicious than all,
Tried to sell me some eggs
I made him confused
My eyes controlled his movement
Flick, goes the knife
The same knife
The knife to end a life,
In his neck
I laughed louder than before
The outline of my figure disappears

Flick, goes the knife
This knife I looked at,
Beady eyes, wide open
Eyes wide open
So wide
The knife that ended those lives
Did I smile?

I fell to the floorboards like the old lady once did. This time there was no laughing; there would be no laughing, no smiling, and no nothing. The silhouetted man, halted, like a statue, like a ghost

The knife I held with no care at all, the knife that could end the lives, of several individuals.

Un deserving of the supremacy
I rest
With the others, I have taken them to the other side…

The silhouette, was now perceptible, but was even more vacant than before
Sat 01/03/03 at 14:06
"period drama"
Posts: 19,792
Wow.
Blummin fantastic.

Although you'd get a lot more recognition for your efforts if you shoved it Life.
Sat 01/03/03 at 13:39
"Uzi Lover"
Posts: 7,403
That was good but it would of suited the audience in the Life forum better.

I wouldn't be surprised if someone came in here and posted "PS2 Rockerzzzzz!" or "Dis iz gay yo".
Sat 01/03/03 at 13:25
Regular
"aka memo aaka gayby"
Posts: 11,948
Wow.
That was sick!!
(In a good way)
Sat 01/03/03 at 02:03
Regular
"cachoo"
Posts: 7,037
Thats *really* good! Yet, a little creepy!!
Wow!

I think I'll re-read it now.
Sat 01/03/03 at 02:02
Regular
"thursdayton!"
Posts: 7,741
Awesome.
Sat 01/03/03 at 01:52
Regular
"QPR 1974"
Posts: 2,539
I met her at the station
It was cold, I smelt fear
She was afraid
I loosened the knife from my back pocket
Her eyes shone,
Flick, goes the knife
I hesitated,

Tears rolled form her eyes,
The wind vigorously attacked her delicate hair
Her mouth opened extensively
The knife penetrated her side
I mildly chuckled
This knife I held, the one to make a death
The shadow escaped from the scene
With the carcass

The basement is where she is,
Along with the officer

This man was looking pale,
His cheeks as red as the blood of the girl,
I smelt fear then,
The unadulterated, rigid aroma of fear,
He was shuddering like the old woman did,

The elderly woman,
She was unacquainted of the circumstance,
Flick, goes the knife
That magnificent, thud, as she descends to the ground
My eyes lit up, like a fire
No penitence was felt
I ran like a ghost, unseen
Like a shadow

This knife I hold now, the one to murder many

They exist in the basement, beside the farmer

The farmer more suspicious than all,
Tried to sell me some eggs
I made him confused
My eyes controlled his movement
Flick, goes the knife
The same knife
The knife to end a life,
In his neck
I laughed louder than before
The outline of my figure disappears

Flick, goes the knife
This knife I looked at,
Beady eyes, wide open
Eyes wide open
So wide
The knife that ended those lives
Did I smile?

I fell to the floorboards like the old lady once did. This time there was no laughing; there would be no laughing, no smiling, and no nothing. The silhouetted man, halted, like a statue, like a ghost

The knife I held with no care at all, the knife that could end the lives, of several individuals.

Un deserving of the supremacy
I rest
With the others, I have taken them to the other side…

The silhouette, was now perceptible, but was even more vacant than before

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