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Price To Pay

February 16, 2010
By i_love_pancakes SILVER, Lutz, Florida
i_love_pancakes SILVER, Lutz, Florida
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My hands drip with your blood- aching and burning and twitching from holding the knives so so so long...

I wonder if i should have thought it through a bit better....

No. You are dead.
Out of my life for good this time.

But then... No.
Your gone...
But you once told me... no.
Forget you.
Focus on the future. How much better it will be without you.

Free of torment and misery. Free
of your horrific sweet talk and loving touchs and kisses of love and sweetness and you hugs that seemed to last a lifetime of warmth and happiness... No.
Forget this.

No mother is small price to pay.

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This article has 3 comments.

on Jun. 12 2010 at 7:48 pm
i_love_pancakes SILVER, Lutz, Florida
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Thanks, I enjoy writing horror and scary stories:there are more to come.

on Feb. 23 2010 at 4:15 pm
the_Horsegirl SILVER, Minneapolis, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in 'em as food.
--Dorothy Gilman

If there is such a thing as truth, it is as intricate and hidden as a crown of feathers.
--Isaac Bashevis Singer

Oh, that's so creepy, really good! I love how you infused such finality and eerie stillness into the words. I'm going to have nightmare's about this poem tonight. (that's a compliment! Very well done!)

on Feb. 20 2010 at 11:57 pm
StonerChick SILVER, Frankenmuth, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Its a dog eat dog world and we're all wearing bacon undearwear

well goodness....this was creepy

it was good

but really creepy.