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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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