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Guillotine Dreams
by Billy W. Mitchell

Monday, May 02, 2011
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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Deep in the pitch

Of darkest, moonless night

They wait for my time to come

The wail of terrorizing fright

 

They will cheer for my screams

They will laugh at my pleas

Mercy, a toy to be taunted with

Sweet death, the end all agrees

 

The giant razor will drop

To sever a neck rather kept intact

My fate sealed by the magistrate

The morn dawns on my death, a fact

 

Restless slumber, a prelude viewing

Of horrors yet to come to pass

Lucid dreams, rusted metal flashes

Horrid thick sounds, heads roll past

 

I see the Reaper of Souls laughing

Gliding toward me with purpose

His scythe gleaming wetly red

Hungering for me, for my justice

 

As the sun creeps above the horizon

The piper comes to collect his due

This murderer will now face his punishment

As the headsman takes his queue

 

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Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart 5/9/2011
Very compelling and truly chilling, well done.



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