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Edward_Elric_Fan_Grl Crew
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 Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 10:21 am
((Ouch. That would hurt.))
The rain pelted her.
The wind made her stagger.
But she walked on.
She contiuned.
Nowhere to go, she thought,
but kept her pace,
now that they're gone,
there were so many dangers to face.
She could feel the wet saltly liquid,
leave her eyes,
but it mixed with the rain.
So what if she cried?
Her parents were dead.
Her realtives didn't care.
She was out on her own now,
with nothing to spare.
No money,
no food,
no shelter.
There was nothing to protect her,
from the dangers outside.
Her parents always warned her;
be careful now, sweetie!
She had cared less then,
but now it was important.
But she couldn't hear anyone,
so she hadn't known.
This deprssed girl,
out on her own,
was about to be killed,
by someone already grown.
He ran up behind,
and knife in his hand,
grabbed her shoulder,
and along her neck the knife ran.
She screamd out in pain,
but no one could hear her.
The rain drowned out all,
and the thunder helped this crime.
As he walked away,
he felt no shame,
but the wish he'd gotten someone else.
For this girl,
had no money,
no food,
nothing.
No help to him at all,
she was, but a bit on exercise.
Now she lay there, on the pavement,
the puddle in which she layed in,
began to turn red.
((There. How was that? ^_^ I liked yours though. Your are good too, you don't murder poetry, espically when you can't do it wrong!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:44 pm
((Thank you. We should write a book together! We'll call it the Murder of Poetry and inside will be all of our various poetic death scenarios. We'll make thousands! Especially from the emo and gothic people!!!))
One. Two.
Tell me this can't be true.
Three.
This cannot be happening to me.
Four. Five.
I will not get out alive.
Six.
This is the hard way to learn that fun and sin do not mix.
Seven. Eight.
Please God, don't let me be late.
Nine.
Please, let me be fine.
Ten.
And again…
Her life is ruined by a lone decision.
Her thoughts are blank as tears blur her vision.
NO! I will not partake
in this one time mistake.
My life has run its course this night
this event, i will fight.
She went to the balcony and looked past the stars.
Seeking an answer in the heavens for a life without bars.
Motherhood is not for me
and from this opportunity I will flee.
No one saw her fall.
No one saw her at all.
She died the way she lived. Alone.
No man cared enough to see her home.
Unlucky child and unlucky mother
only had one another.
It is sad when a life is lost.
When people do not understand the cost.
and the light upstairs turned off.
((the saddest part is: this kinda thing really happens. … i just depressed myself))
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Edward_Elric_Fan_Grl Crew
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 5:01 pm
((I know right. All of these are actually pretty realistic. For the record, I read some of our poetry to my grandma. (She's cool, don't fret. I promise.) She gave both of us a "Really good," except it's all about death and stuff. ^_^" ))
Her panting filled the air.
She could see one thing,
the rest was darkness.
Her eyes laid on the man hovering over her,
she began to panic.
He was connecting wires so her face,
arms and legs.
He began to turn dials on a near by box.
She didn't understand.
But she was good,
why did she need this?
Her head throbbed,
and she clutched the sheets on her bed.
As soon as it had begun,
it was over.
Electric volts shot through her body,
and she lay still.
Her eyes rolled backwards,
and a clear, foamy liquid left her mouth.
He softly murmured,
"I'm sorry..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:58 am
EEFG was coming home from a party and she was to drunk to realize were she was going. To the alley, to the road, to were ever she might go. But it was to late, to fast she tripped and there she lay, no delay she died, to bad, don't fret remember not to drink!
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Fashionable Businesswoman
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 11:01 am
((Well, I would say that we should try our hands at happier subjects but this is a kill-the-person-above-you thread so DIE!!! *evil laughter* cool On that note, I'm glad she like it. I have been dubbed depressed because I made a comment that it was interesting to post a person's last thoughts before death… oh well))
The cold steel of the gun pressed against her head.
There was no use denying that she was better off dead.
Unwanted, uncared for, unloved.
Undeniably, understandably, ignored.
Her finger trembled on the trigger for this time wasn't just for show.
One little tug and she would be good to go.
What reasons did she have to stay?
What could happen to change this day?
It was too much in too little time.
And so ends the story of her rhyme.
BANG!
Because no one cared enough to say,
"I have a nice day."
Four little words so simple and small.
But were they ever said? To her, not at all.
Now she lies on the floor
living life no more.
((EDIT: It's suicide for you Fallen))
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 6:09 pm
((That was...Interesting.))
Forbidden.
That word seemed to
hang in their presence.
The hand that was grasping hers,
seemed to only be in pain.
A pain that she had caused.
Not really, she thought.
Pain her family had caused,
but it was still her fault.
She could feel it.
Her Father
seeming to have something against him,
had beat the boy,
and shot him.
He was barely grasping life.
His breathing unsteady,
crimson liquid leaving his side,
all he could do was lay there.
Wait for his demise.
She weeping over his now limp body,
rage suddenly welled up in her.
A spark rose from her soul,
enveloping her in hatred.
I'll kill him, she thought,
as she walked out the door.
This was his fault! His doing!
Father must die...
And now, she wept once more.
He had been cruel,
but this had been wrong.
Her hand her coated in a warm liquid,
and it dripped down her arm onto a body.
The lifeless man that lay at her feet.
He had a hole through his stomach.
She'd taken him from the living.
She couldn't bare it now.
Her life just wasn't worth it.
A word kept haunting her,
as she walked towards the water.
Death....
Now it was over,
her body lie there,
floating.
It seemed as if she was just floating,
but any sensible person would know.
It was clear she had taken her own life.
As blood rose from her mouth to the surface,
her corpse was taken down stream.
To where many people do not know,
Not that it mattered, anyway.
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Edward_Elric_Fan_Grl Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 3:15 pm
((Why the small font? gonk Don't hate my eyes. Please keep the font normal!
Alright, Fallen, if you want heartwrenching unrequitted love then I shall break away from the poetic form and give you what you want))
It was as if all her dreams were finally coming true. He took her hand and led Fallen out onto the balcony where they could watch the stars. A cool wind played across her face. She turned to the man of her dreams and smiled. He stood by the door nervously and returned her smile with his own hesitant one. Fallen's smile was quickly replaced with concern. She faced him and asked, “What is wrong? Is something the matter?” He looked away and refused to meet her eyes. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. A hot, wet, heavy hand with long, sharp talons grabbed Fallen's arms. “A deal is a deal,” the creature rasped in a harsh grating voice. “I don’t understand,” she stammered, “What is going on?” She felt her eyes fill with tears but not a drop fell. She would not give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She glared at the person who had once claimed he loved her. The boy looked up and his eyes finally met hers. The expression of hatred in his eyes burned into her. He shrugged coldly and turned away as he prepared to walk back inside. He glanced back once and said, ”Take her.”
The monster yanked her head back. She did not feel his jaws sink into her neck as he tore out her throat. She only felt the cold embrace of death.
And she welcomed it.
((How's that?))
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 3:51 pm
lovely_sparkled ((Why the small font? gonk Don't hate my eyes. Please keep the font normal! Alright, Fallen, if you want heartwrenching unrequitted love then I shall break away from the poetic form and give you what you want)) It was as if all her dreams were finally coming true. He took her hand and led Fallen out onto the balcony where they could watch the stars. A cool wind played across her face. She turned to the man of her dreams and smiled. He stood by the door nervously and returned her smile with his own hesitant one. Fallen's smile was quickly replaced with concern. She faced him and asked, “What is wrong? Is something the matter?” He looked away and refused to meet her eyes. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. A hot, wet, heavy hand with long, sharp talons grabbed Fallen's arms. “A deal is a deal,” the creature rasped in a harsh grating voice. “I don’t understand,” she stammered, “What is going on?” She felt her eyes fill with tears but not a drop fell. She would not give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She glared at the person who had once claimed he loved her. The boy looked up and his eyes finally met hers. The expression of hatred in his eyes burned into her. He shrugged coldly and turned away as he prepared to walk back inside. He glanced back once and said, ”Take her.” The monster yanked her head back. She did not feel his jaws sink into her neck as he tore out her throat. She only felt the cold embrace of death. And she welcomed it. ((How's that?)) huh what are you talking about?
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Fashionable Businesswoman
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Edward_Elric_Fan_Grl Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 7:44 pm
Her hand slowly ran over the piece of paper,
words forming onto the cream surface.
She felt a pain welling inside her.
All she felt was loneliness.
And then she slowly recited it.
"I gave you my all,
but it wasn't good enough.
when you find this,
my worthlessness will be gone.
Gone from this world.
With my finger on the trigger,
the barrel to my head,
my eye will be on
the letter on the table....
Where I bid you and him a fatal goodbye."
A gunshot rang through the city,
waking up those who lived beside her,
who quickly rushed over,
to see the suicidal sight.
((Fine, no more small letters...T~T))
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 5:00 pm
EEFG was a shy girl didn't do much either. But for some reason she was being targeted by a gang. One night while walking alone someone was following her, she notice this and started walking faster. Then she got desprate and ran into alley but it was an dead end. She turned and said "Please what ever you want i'll give but please don't kill me" "OH thats not how it works my dear I kill you and I get into a gang" He pulled out a gun and shot her in her chest. EEFG died and not a sound was heard in the neighborhood. But acouple of days later her killer was found and convicted of first degree murder and sent to jail for life.
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Fashionable Businesswoman
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 5:37 pm
((Alright. Our poetic theme has ended...))
Fallen-cun was walking around a park when she noticed a squirrel running towards her. She smiled, and bent down to look at it. It charged at her, then ripped off her face, and she died from blood loss.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 9:36 pm
EEFG was raving to the music when, out of nowhere, a man pulls out a gun with a maniacal laugh. Everyone flees from the psycho with a gun and EEFG gets trampled in the process. Ouch.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 6:31 pm
Uhmm...Yeah...Ouch....-_-''
Lovely-sempai was walking down the street when Ed-cun walked up to her. She handed her a lovely lilac. Smelling the sweet aroma, Lovely felt a clogging feeling form in her throat. She coughed and collapsed. The poision located in the flower then spread through her throat, closing it, and suffocating her. Ed-cun laughed and walked away.
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