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A night of torment in his head, shattered dreams
They resist, not let him under the stars sit
Echoes through the house, door slams, he screams
Father had a no to give with no words for mother, brother’s n sister’s room lit
In the dark at night round, there was no light found
Unfound the ray of hope, unfound the light that gives
Father tried all, to help him let go, to pull him back down
He sat through looking out his window with light blue, face lit, thinking of all moments with pals he couldn’t live
Was it too cold at night before dawn or just feeling lone
Father hurt me, said no, said he
Felt his slacks tighten with books on his laps prone
Window too high to jump and flee
In that cold winter night with boots on his bedside
All he thought of was that fight that father arose and mother Just knows
Went to bed and couldn’t sleep he, yet slept frowned
For a morning unlit and dark that just flows
With memories of hallways and galleries
Slept on his bed decisive of his morning
Cross with father and mother gentle
His brother and sister lived in the house still
- Razi ul Hasnain
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...love you
-James Douglas Morrison
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