The Sound

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The Sound

Poem by: Corinne Smith

Genre: Mystery and Crime

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Poem by: Corinne Smith

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Genre: Mystery and Crime

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Summary

Another dark and mysterious poem. They just keep coming. It's not too explicit, so much is left to your imagination.

Summary

Another dark and mysterious poem. They just keep coming. It's not too explicit, so much is left to your imagination.

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Submitted: February 07, 2007

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A noise

A rustle

She is poised,

On the edge

 

It repeats

Louder now

She hugs the sheets

Eyes looking scared

 

Then it changes

To heavy footsteps

She feels strange

And insecure

 

It now draws near

Closer, closer

She begins to fear

Breathing faster

 

The door unlocked

A figure enters

She goes into shock

Cold and tense

 

The sound explodes

Shatters her ears

She finally implodes

The sound her own.


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