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Rapist of Doom
04/29/2004 @ 5:11pm
By:
elstupido0001

I met him yesterday,
So sweet,
Like out of my dreams...
His eyes like the ocean,
A never-ending stream.

His smile,
So perfect...
Like a shield of white,
A blanket of snow...
To cover the night.

Here I sit,
At the dance of love..
Watching people have a great time above.
My heart beats fast,
Here he comes...
Maybe to ask to join him in some fun!

He grabs my hand...
And tugs me away,
Into the forest he makes the way.
He sets me down,
Right under a tree...
And starts walking around o so gallantly.
But what is this?
He stops to stare...
Making an evil, smiling kind of glare.
He walks up to me..
Grabbing my shoulder...
Violently shaking me so that I stutter
"Whh whhat are you doing???!
"Whh whhy do you shake me so?"
He replies to me so soft and slow...
"I'm not your dream,
"Not your boy...
"Not your lover..
"Never your toy.
"But what I am today..
"You will never forget..
"I am your rapist..
"Be gone with your dress."
I shreaked in horror...
Tried to run away...
But he just brought me more pain for the day.
I return to home,
Tattered and torn...
Never speaking a word of the night that was born.

Later that evening,
I hold the knife in my hand..
Thinking maybe someone could lend a hand.
I make the marks...
Of death it seems.
Talking to myself,
Wondering if this is just a dream.
I smile with delight,
Letting the blood flow down my neck.
Now love is no problem,
I'll be dead soon.
Never having to worry about my rapist of doom.

 
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