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    dots Submission Name: *Midnight Visitors... [continued...]*dots

    Author: pixie_007
    Elite Ratio:    3.36 - 45/77/63
    Words: 301
    Class/Type: Poetry/Dark
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    dots*Midnight Visitors... [continued...]*dots

    I'd look over to her and she would turn and smile at me,
    Her eyes shone with enthusiasm and her laughter would fill the kitchen...

    "As quick as it appeared,my smile faded from my face..."

    Oh sweet Pixie,not again!

    She pulled the chair from under the table and sat down,
    She wore faded blue jeans and a sleeveless yellow Tee
    And I flinched as I saw the marks on her arms begin to heal...

    Oh dearest Pixie,not again!

    They were there again last night,in her dreams I mean
    They undo themsleves from her past and fix onto her present
    replaying the very same nightmare,reliving every moment of it...

    Her screaming would fill every room in the house as she pleads with them
    Her cries sound of terror and she begs them to leave her alone
    But they never listen,the never leave untill what thay came for is done...

    Dad would get to her first and try to calm her convulsing body down
    Mom would stand by and watch in horror as Pixie huddles in the corner
    So much fear in her eyes and my father cant even hold and comfort his little babygirl...

    She wouldn't let him near her and she wouldn't leave the corner
    She'd scream at my mother and yell at my father to leave her alone
    All I could do was watch from the door of her room and cry as she shook with so much fear...

    Oh God Pixie,not now!

    The five markings on her arms tell of a fear best kept in the dark,
    Yet I know its truths and I fear everything they represent
    Five scratches,five men,five memories,repeated all in one night...

    Oh sweet Pixie,
    What have they done to you?

    Submitted on 2006-11-24 15:16:15     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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