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Sixteen years of age. The sets the scene.
Sixteen years of rage and concealed.
Doors locked. Curtains drawn. begins.
Preparations made. The axe gets a trim.
Shadowed figures at night. The hands would
clutch and strike his thighs. The kid not even
be weeping. This kid pretending sleeping.

Immaculate Pinetreeroad

Kept within his young mind all this damn time.
Not a hint at what grew inside.
The during prayer at supper and the surpressed
at school. The need to be to strike back grew.
of fingers penetrating. Years of terror
generating emotions functioning as
when this kid walks down his room.

of bodies found. The blood splattered all around
The result of the hate unleashed. one shot was heard.
This suburb neighbourhood disturbed. pained mind
has peace. In the backyard. Shotgun at his side.
to identify. Sixteen years of age and dead.
Sixteen of rage to an end.

Immaculate Pinetreeroad