Posts tagged ‘murder’

October 28, 2018


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Again, With A Gun!

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November 5, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

There’s a special place

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February 12, 2017

The Serial Killer

by Sebastian St.John Montgomery-Greystoke

the-ripperI still remember my very first victim

He lent me a hammer and died when I hit him.


The specialist diagnosed me a ‘psychopath’

Sadly she was later found drowned in the bath.

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September 26, 2016

Apocalyptic Media

by Nick Anthony

Hot off the presses!
Murder en masse, wars, lies and more!
Anything for sales.

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August 3, 2016

Murderous Rampage

by Colly




I just have to wonder in horror

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April 11, 2016

The Big House

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books® and

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If I were San Quentin,
I would hold the key
to everything evil.
My heart would beat
with the tattooed fists
of men sentenced
into my keep, boys gone
crazy as their crimes.

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August 16, 2013

save your scissors

by suicidallyanonymous

Some die like the trees,
with splintered bones
and too many wool hats
to keep their dreams safe,

beneath a swollen sky
of broken glass stars
jingling like keys
in lint-lined pockets

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June 8, 2013

Ashen Heart

by Rana

From wetlands deep he slunk, emerged

with all the marshlands in his grasp.

Marching west, his army surged

to cast out the people. So came the asp,

contempt in his hollow, ashen heart,

blind beasts in tow. They screech and bellow

his taken name, the seductive Carrow,

Bringer of Glory and breaker of hearts.

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April 19, 2013


by billgncs

you chose death
delivered suffering
to innocents

whose crime –
to let you live
amongst them

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November 16, 2012

A Stalker

by willowdot21


I walk the earth, I care for none. I travel by stealth mostly at night, I avoid the sun. Alone I am, alone I stand, no care for any of you, no helping hand.

Animals avoid my path they are wiser than you , they want no trouble they avoid the inevitable aftermath. I wander through your world at will, your hospitals,your morgues I am pleased to fill.

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October 13, 2012


by willowdot21

google images

Golden light fractals, through the leaves. Dark brown of strong Oak. In and out the trees breathe.

Motes of  dust dancing in and out, squirrels collecting nuts in a hurry here  about!

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