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The Perfect Sacrifice
A sacrifice volunteered.
Death? If you agree with it.
They left me to bleed
Forcefully with gentle hands
I now write on the
walls of my coffin, still alive
Counting the days til I
am released, the day of freedom.
The day I see Them again.
Will they laugh?
Or will they continue what
they never finished?
Long days pass without any
attention to the solid coffin
My home remains in this solid
wooden box.
I hear nothing but silence and
sometimes maybe the small steps of
the ants that feast upon my skin
Silence is Peaceful
Especially when you are dying.
Death? If you agree with it.
They left me to bleed
Forcefully with gentle hands
I now write on the
walls of my coffin, still alive
Counting the days til I
am released, the day of freedom.
The day I see Them again.
Will they laugh?
Or will they continue what
they never finished?
Long days pass without any
attention to the solid coffin
My home remains in this solid
wooden box.
I hear nothing but silence and
sometimes maybe the small steps of
the ants that feast upon my skin
Silence is Peaceful
Especially when you are dying.
Published 4th Jan 2011
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Anonymous
22nd Mar 2012 11:40pm
Well written...cannot understand why 77 people read it and offered no opinion
To me - it seems like you are the voluntary human sacrifice.....and you do not mind it...fine
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Silence is Peaceful
Especially when you are dying.
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Very effective ending
To me - it seems like you are the voluntary human sacrifice.....and you do not mind it...fine
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Silence is Peaceful
Especially when you are dying.
***********************************************
Very effective ending
23rd Mar 2012 3:17am
