January 3, 2012
By BriiKarri GOLD, Quispamsis, Other
BriiKarri GOLD, Quispamsis, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Our scars remind us of where we've been, they don't have to dictact where we're going

Imagine the horror
Behind locked doors.

Where evil runs rampant,
Where there is no light after the darkest of nights.

Instead rivers run red.
As blood pools around a frozen corpse.

Witnesses caged, cling to each other
As footsteps steel towards the chamber

Their breaths go shallow as if no uttering a sound
Will block out the chaos

A tattoo on each wrist marks their fate
Soon they become prey

But not before the disturbances
Override their minds

Not until the mounting terror becomes

The author's comments:
This was written off a writing prompt that only gave me one word

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