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Guilty As Charged

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VampyKittenXoX

Published: Aug 12, 2011

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_{Did you feel better
When you pushed her around
Heard her screams
Ring through your ears}

_{She begged you to stop
But you didn't care
You ignored her cries
And kept on at it

What pleasure did you find
When you went and hurt
Such an innocent life
As this

Now you sit alone
In the darkness of your cell
You've been caught
Guilty as charged

And the scary thing is
You don't feel bad at all
Not even the slightest
Feeling of regret}

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::: I was inspired to write this poem after having the song Face Down by The Jumpsuit Apparatus on replay for a while a couple weeks back and finally sat down to write it today. Feedback is always appreciated. :::