My Murder

Poem by: Vampyre Queen

Summary

This used to be In the name of the godess, I haunt you now.
I had the scariest dream. A girl was being raped and murdered. Graphically. I felt the life go out of her.
I was so scared that I was balled up in a corner, trying to forrget what had happened in my dream, but I couldn't. I wrote it down, though, because writing helps me calm myself and concetrate. The writing took form of another poem. :)
P.S, I don't think I knew anybody that this has happened to. Please reply!!!

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Submitted: October 23, 2010

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Submitted: October 23, 2010

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I, Elizabeth Stevens, have been murdered. This ismy story.

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Tears that washed my blood from the carpet,
Rain that washed my blood from the snow,
A river that washed my flesh from its rocks,
And theocean that hides my carcass from eyes that are watching.
As my scalp was hidden for his collection
He threw me into a river behind his backyard
My blood making a trail for none to follow
The animals picked at my skin
As my scarf slowly separates my head from my body
My clothes were torn away by treelimbs
And my knife wounds filled with pebbles and rocks
With no one knowing who I was
No one knowing the story of my death
Or where I came from
I've come here to say
That the man who raped me
Many, many years ago
Has now killed me, mutilating my body
I died with others by my side
Holding hands until the end
Our friendship bound together by blood and tears
Tears that wash my blood from the carpet,
Rain that washed my blood from the snow,
A river that washed my flesh from its rocks,
Theocean that hid my carcass from eyes that are watching,
And the vengeance I will have for my murderis now my home.


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My Murder

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Genre: Horror

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Summary

This used to be In the name of the godess, I haunt you now.
I had the scariest dream. A girl was being raped and murdered. Graphically. I felt the life go out of her.
I was so scared that I was balled up in a corner, trying to forrget what had happened in my dream, but I couldn't. I wrote it down, though, because writing helps me calm myself and concetrate. The writing took form of another poem. :)
P.S, I don't think I knew anybody that this has happened to. Please reply!!!
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