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Sam Told Me To

Poetry By: xXCapriSunXx

Have you heard of David Berkowitz?

Sorry the format SUCKS. I can't get it to work -.-

Submitted:Mar 13, 2011    Reads: 37    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

Voices sputter in my hair

Aching and tugging

Pulling me under

Sam tied me to the post

He stuck and stoned

Beat and swelled

He bloodied the angry floor

Same told me so

He told me to do it

I heard him through my door

Moaning and gasping

At the mercy of a .44

Over again, I play in my head

Until Istrike

Brutal moonlight

Sam drinks too much

He slurs and shakes

I end up in the attic

Tied tight and suffocating

No one disobeys Sam

The neighbors dog speaks to me

Tells me each of my tasks

Sam lies in him

Demonic and possesed

I leave you notes

Hello from your monster

I'll buy you new shoes

I'll see you soon

Again, I strike



The gun

The moon

My cradling veins



The parking ticket

A sad fate

Behind these bars

Is where I lay


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