poemranker ::-none by LosT SykoPath

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Free verse № 52390

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Member since 2003 · Posted 11 Jun 2003 · 3 comments

Blood slowly drips off his hands and onto the just used sciccors. He looks at his hand in agony. What an unbareab pain. His eyes puff up and a tear rolls down his cheek. That's when he starts to scream. It's ear shattering, like a gunshot, a pain like someone dying before your eyes! So the lady in the next room jumps up and races to the room. She quickly opens the door to see him standing there holding the sciccors high upin the air. Se spins aroudn and looks into her eyes. Then he stomps over to her and cries- -MOMMY I GOT A BOO BOO!

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[n/a] horus8 11-Jun-03/11:59 AM Reply
lol.
[7] Robert K Foster 11-Jun-03/3:52 PM Reply
what is "unbareab"?
cliche:"like a gunshot"

A lovely poem about a middle aged man with scissors. is it modeled after Boo Radley from To Kill a Mockingbird?
[n/a] LosT SykoPath › Robert K Foster 11-Jun-03/5:41 PM Reply
sorry I didn't mean to write unbareab..I was in a hurry and I meant unbareable.