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Dead

Sprawled out on the floor.
It looks like she was reaching,
For the door.

Twisted, mangled.
There is no face anymore..

Life breathes in, nevermore.

Blood everywhere…
My god, who could’ve done this…

She was a beautiful girl..
She is someone everyone will miss.

Eyes gouged out.
Never to see light again.

From killing, couldn’t they refrain?

She lie there. Naked.
Rape is presumed.

The moment he walked in
She was doomed.

Peacefully taking a shower,
Not a care at all.

As happy as she was.
Hate was her downfall.

Her parents arrive.
Faces torn with sorrow.

They weren’t going to see
Their little girl tomorrow..

She lie there, contorted.
On the bathroom floor.

To breathe in life, nevermore.
©2006-2009 ~Phantom-Moocat
:iconphantom-moocat:

Author's Comments

I thought this up when I came across a dead baby bird on the pavement on the way back from school.


THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO THAT POOR BABY BIRD. -sniffle-

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:iconscreammesomethingxx:
That's pretty sweet, right there.



It'd be relatively fun to draw to, if I didn't suck at women's bodies (not even MENTIONING the nakedness).


Love it. <3
:iconxfadingaway:
woah.. thats awesome! :| i love it.. such a sad poem though, but amazing nonetheless.

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zelos = :heart:x10000000000+infinity
:icontehnaters:
It almost made me cry when you said about the baby bird. Dx

Poor birdie... Still, a brilliant poem!
:iconphantom-moocat:
:0 Thank you.

;-; And now, the baby bird lives on in this poem.

T-T

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May 18, 2006
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