Story Of A StalkerYou sneak to my window at night,Story Of A Stalker by valleigh
When I'm fast to sleep,
You stand there for hours and watch me sleep,
You do this days on end,
And I have no idea,
Till one day,
You picked a wrong day,
It was so dark and so cold,
But you can't resist,
You decide to journey out to my window,
You knew it was too cold,
But you couldn't stop yourself,
You stood there like you always did,
And the wind was howling,
You know you were freezing but you didn't care,
You love my beauty,
You never knew my beauty would be the death of you,
The next day,
I woke up,
just like I always did,
I walked over to the window,
In my horror,
There you where,
Laying on the ground,
I was horrified,
I picked up the phone for help,
But you had been dead for hours,
I had no clue who you was,
Until I was told by the neighbors,
What an old lonely man you was,
You never came out much in the day.
So sad this story had to end this way,
You never know the truth of a stalker,
Till you find them dead at your window,
LovedLovedLoved by MagicalJoey
Light is dark and dark is light,
She turns to me in the dead of night.
She whispers murders into my head,
And when I wake up they are all dead.
Am I brainwashed, am I blind?
Can she control my actions through my mind?
For every morning when I awake,
Blood soaks my skin and my hands shake.
While I nap she holds my head,
And with a voice shrill enough to wake the dead
She whispers words into my ear:
"Kill him first, then her my dear."
The town is scared, the police bemused,
While I am home alone confused.
There's a serial killer on the loose,
Ready the guns and tie the noose.
Words whispered in on fetid air,
"Kill him anyway, he won't care."
Each death is different, yet each the same.
Sometimes I don't even know their name.
I think I'm the killer they're looking for,
They're hammering away at my front door.
Soon they will use the battering ram,
Burst right in and see what I am.
My guns are loaded, my knives are ready.
I'll fight for my death, my hands are ste
AphroditeFrom the very moment my eyes beheld thee,Aphrodite by jade-pandora
Full adorned, head to toe, with shells shimmering
Was when the sun and I first rose from the sea
And yet, apparition of time glimmering,
You stepped in the surf and came naked to me;
I, who's darkly ephemeral murmuring
Would by exposure thus mockingly decree,
But it was you became my Aphrodite.
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:devMadhattersSociety:: Childhood Fears Contest!The new contest is as much of a challenge as it is a contest. The theme is "Childhood Fears." Was it the sound of a train in the night, before you knew what trains were? A shadow on the wall at a certain time of day? Something from a movie that you were too young to see? Maybe even a children's story that spooked you; the Brothers Grimm were pretty grim.
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