IllusionA Poem by kishieAn Illusion of the mind, A wish of a kind, A walk through life blind,
You bring down the shutters, A bloody numb reflection utters, I know what you did last summer.
You take your daily jog, Then hear screams filling the fog, Save..me....you dog.
Do you remember when you muffled my screams, When you wanted to dwell in my dreams.... But now you must have repurcussions to the brim.
You break a sweat and think it was just another nightmare, Where you stripped off her clothes bare, you watched her die in a sinister glare.
All murderers should meet the grim reaper and so will you, For all the things you've helped other freaks outdo, You'll hue and noone will give a hoot.
Its not an illusion,Its payback time, You will pay for this with your dear life, Then your blood will be used as the reaper's dine. © 2008 kishieReviews
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