I found something that I wrote in 7th or 8th grade and I decided to share it. This short poem is rather laughably over dramatic. (I had a problem with trying too hard.)
I am Death's shadow
I hover over my victims
slowly sucking the life from their bodies
enjoying the haunted look that covers their faces
overcoming them
until they look like wax figures
a crude imitation of life
an empty shell
I feed off of my victims
living in their pain
not letting them die
keeping them too close to death
until insanity overcomes them
For the record, I've never been homicidal... just young and dramatic, with friends as silly as me. We pretty much egged each other on to new heights of ridiculous. In middle school a piece like this was en' vogue. :)
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