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Dark KnightDark knight where are you?
Where is the dark knight I have longed for so many years?
I've seen you here, and every now and then there.
But you always manage to slip from my grasp as I reach you.
Why do you run?
With you face covered in a black silk cloth, wrapping all the way down to your ankles and baring your dirtied and ripped feet.
Where have those feet traveled to get the scars?\
Though mud and rain? Wind and blazing sun?
I'll find out all of these questions and more.
One day, I'll find you and force them out.
You know it to.
That's why you hide.
I am patient, with the years of waiting I have endured,
I can wait a little longer searching for you.
Cornering you into a forest, where the trees make a wall not even you can escape over.
I'll catch you.
Struggle"Please...let me out.." I cried, I could barely even able to hear my meek voice as I tried to bang on the door merely producing a light thud as my hand fell upon it, not even the strength to close my fist. Tears run down my face as realization sunk in and it hit me that I wasn't going anywhere. All I could remember was coming home from school, and jumping onto my bed to take a nap when some thugs gagged me and put a fowl smelling rag to my nose, then it all went black.
The next thing I remember was waking up to the sound of foot steps leaving from a hallway behind a wall. I was in a dark room but there was a tiny shaped key hole letting light in. I tried to go to it but my body wouldn't move. I screamed at it to just crawl and wouldn't do that. So I laid there for about an hour until my fingers started to twitch and then the twitching went up my arms. Soon it went to my whole body and I was able to move my hands and arms to scratch and such.
I waited another half hour to make sure befo
Daddy dearest"I hate you!"
"You can't talk to your father that way!"
"You're not my father! And this isn't my home!"
"Shut up! Treat you're father with respect!"
Calmly "If treat me with respect."
"I do! But you're just a horrible child who wants to act like a brat!"
Trying to calm the father down "Maybe if you'd open your eyes...
You see only what you want to see.
Hear only what you want to hear.
And Ignore everything you don't like."
"Go to you're room!"
Stomps away and slams the door.
"I hate you"
Sits on the bed and cries.
"I want to go home mommy..."
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Let me in!"
"No, I don't want to talk at the moment."
"It's my house dammit, now let me in!"
"No!" 'Why does he always have to hold things over people, even a room witch I live in?'
"If you don't open it I'll get an axe and break it down!"
'Go ahead and hit my head while your at it...so my blood will be
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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