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Midnight black - the Sky
As I wonder aimlessly through the sub urban maze
Drunk and disorderly, I stumble to the floor
I try to pick myself up from the wet surface
Laughter from the alcohol place inflates my head,
The midnight dark gets darker... and darker
Paranoia seeps through my worthless body
I collapse, with no fall
Some guy - a Good Samaritan of this day
Picks me up, smiling face,
Without hesitation I release my blade,
Sink it deep into his chest.
I chortle as his viscous blood,
Runs rapidly down my arm,
The sheers look of surprise on his face, arouses me
And I sink the blade deeper, and deeper
Whilst the midnight black gets darker and darker.
Momentarily my eyes flash open,
I feeling of guilt, as his body thuds onto the ground,
The guilt turns to amusement as I continue to kick him, in the gut,
Saliva spews gently from his open mouth
I cannot see through the blackness. No one can see what I have done.
I wonder off, leaving the fluid soaked corpse, I turn in disbelief
How pathetic could I possibly be?
I forgot the wallet...
I return, and continue to kick him. I spit. I urinate. I am beginning to hate myself. Afraid, I run, I run... I run into the midnight black.
As I wonder aimlessly through the sub urban maze
Drunk and disorderly, I stumble to the floor
I try to pick myself up from the wet surface
Laughter from the alcohol place inflates my head,
The midnight dark gets darker... and darker
Paranoia seeps through my worthless body
I collapse, with no fall
Some guy - a Good Samaritan of this day
Picks me up, smiling face,
Without hesitation I release my blade,
Sink it deep into his chest.
I chortle as his viscous blood,
Runs rapidly down my arm,
The sheers look of surprise on his face, arouses me
And I sink the blade deeper, and deeper
Whilst the midnight black gets darker and darker.
Momentarily my eyes flash open,
I feeling of guilt, as his body thuds onto the ground,
The guilt turns to amusement as I continue to kick him, in the gut,
Saliva spews gently from his open mouth
I cannot see through the blackness. No one can see what I have done.
I wonder off, leaving the fluid soaked corpse, I turn in disbelief
How pathetic could I possibly be?
I forgot the wallet...
I return, and continue to kick him. I spit. I urinate. I am beginning to hate myself. Afraid, I run, I run... I run into the midnight black.
Thank-you
Ohhhhhh! Top post!
Melancholy wrote:
> Has the life forum become just a cess pit of short stories and
> poems?
>
> What happened to the moaning?
The moaning is that GAD1 is no more, and it is in FOG chat...
> Has the life forum become just a cess pit of short stories and
> poems?
>
> What happened to the moaning?
The moaning is that GAD1 is no more, and it is in FOG chat...
Has the life forum become just a cess pit of short stories and poems?
What happened to the moaning?
What happened to the moaning?
The Midnight Black Fades...
Sfone, the dark soul, enters the forum.... Spit, urine, aroused - that's one twister of a mugger :)
*Shifts nervously about*
Erm......
Well..... you see .......
So ...... the thing >is< .................
Yes.
*Runs*
*Very fast*
Erm......
Well..... you see .......
So ...... the thing >is< .................
Yes.
*Runs*
*Very fast*
Midnight black - the Sky
As I wonder aimlessly through the sub urban maze
Drunk and disorderly, I stumble to the floor
I try to pick myself up from the wet surface
Laughter from the alcohol place inflates my head,
The midnight dark gets darker... and darker
Paranoia seeps through my worthless body
I collapse, with no fall
Some guy - a Good Samaritan of this day
Picks me up, smiling face,
Without hesitation I release my blade,
Sink it deep into his chest.
I chortle as his viscous blood,
Runs rapidly down my arm,
The sheers look of surprise on his face, arouses me
And I sink the blade deeper, and deeper
Whilst the midnight black gets darker and darker.
Momentarily my eyes flash open,
I feeling of guilt, as his body thuds onto the ground,
The guilt turns to amusement as I continue to kick him, in the gut,
Saliva spews gently from his open mouth
I cannot see through the blackness. No one can see what I have done.
I wonder off, leaving the fluid soaked corpse, I turn in disbelief
How pathetic could I possibly be?
I forgot the wallet...
I return, and continue to kick him. I spit. I urinate. I am beginning to hate myself. Afraid, I run, I run... I run into the midnight black.
As I wonder aimlessly through the sub urban maze
Drunk and disorderly, I stumble to the floor
I try to pick myself up from the wet surface
Laughter from the alcohol place inflates my head,
The midnight dark gets darker... and darker
Paranoia seeps through my worthless body
I collapse, with no fall
Some guy - a Good Samaritan of this day
Picks me up, smiling face,
Without hesitation I release my blade,
Sink it deep into his chest.
I chortle as his viscous blood,
Runs rapidly down my arm,
The sheers look of surprise on his face, arouses me
And I sink the blade deeper, and deeper
Whilst the midnight black gets darker and darker.
Momentarily my eyes flash open,
I feeling of guilt, as his body thuds onto the ground,
The guilt turns to amusement as I continue to kick him, in the gut,
Saliva spews gently from his open mouth
I cannot see through the blackness. No one can see what I have done.
I wonder off, leaving the fluid soaked corpse, I turn in disbelief
How pathetic could I possibly be?
I forgot the wallet...
I return, and continue to kick him. I spit. I urinate. I am beginning to hate myself. Afraid, I run, I run... I run into the midnight black.