Gutless

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By andimulder •

And it was a gutless killing, Reddened hands strangling the throat, Screams shrouded with excuses of nothing. And it continued, Fingers and a neck locked within a deadly beat of engagement. Ever so gently they pressed, Imprints embedded with misconceived memories and mistakes of the past, Until at last it snapped, And the silent screams subsided It was a gutless killing.

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May 30, 2007 21:26Angel of Music

good job.

May 31, 2007 04:54User

Hey..this is nicely written..is it about a certain true event..?