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HANGING PICTURES.A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN ASKED HNERY TO HANG A PICTURE FOR HER. |
EstrangledA Story by Paula TsuraraEventually going to be a book, it's a quick beginning I've yet to expand upon. I'm not sure where this little jaunt into attempted suicide is going to.. |
true goddamn romanceA Poem by jon cassthis is an excerpt from a work in progress. |
The Hangman's SonA Poem by Sean Ethan TorresIf it was your job would you kill, would you do it I'd it was someone you loved? |
Where the Gallows HungA Poem by West CoastI hope you enjoy |
Silent DeathA Poem by SilentlyDyingHer friends sat downstairs,Thinking everything was grand,While she pulled a chair to the door,With a rope in her hand.They were laughing and jokingAbo.. |
ʈɧə ʂʗΛɭɗřuɱ ɗøɗɠə.A Poem by Λsylum Ƣo<..Visual Freestyle Surreal Works® |
Fisherman's StringA Poem by Annie WilthewYou leave me waitingHanging in the yawning airMy fingers clutch to Fisherman's StringSuch a thin threadYet such a strong tieIt restricts circulation f.. |
The Hangman's DaughterA Story by SheActsLikeSummerShe’d been behind me the whole time. How I didn’t notice I haven’t a clue. She heard every word I’d spoken and yet not a sou.. |
Hanged, Drawn, and QuarteredA Poem by Ellie AngelakisMake of this what you will. |
Better Off DeadA Poem by AmandaI am better off dead, you wouldn't miss me anyway |
The SwingersA Story by RawhideThis is based on a dream I had. I had been reading Stephen King's Wind Through the Keyhole before going to sleep, and I suspect that this was the insp.. |
THE ABRIDGED VERSIONA Poem by kublakhan2701 18 13 |
Death's CaressA Poem by DarkRainbowPieThis poem tells the common story of suicide, how sometimes, we don't really notice our loved ones slowly slipping away into another world. |
Release MeA Poem by GraveyardfuckTurn the shades down,Tie the rope,Stepping on the chair...Tap, tap.My shoesslice throughthe silence.Tapping as my feet lead me to the top of the chair.. |
Over the EdgeA Poem by WillShe dangles over the ledge She took the step over the edge I throw my body to the ground And grab her before she goes down Her eyes stare u.. |
Hang Doll, Feathers on the FloorA Poem by Poe Reddquick night write |