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Self Funeral
Contributed by
addicted2selfharm
on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 12:40:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
hbadday
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The broken glass lies on the floor.
Tainted with blood from the time before.
Your picture, so innocent is covered with my blood.
Because you gave up on my love.
How dare you leave me in this dark place.
Searching for anyones familiar face.
I was getting better.
But I guess that wasn't enough to hear.
So you chose to grant my worst fear.
You left me, for the hand of another.
How dare you cheat on me, was I so bad?
So with this picture of us, I remain.
In my self-pitty with you to blame.
I want to tear the glass out of my hands, and stab them in your heart.
Because you've torn my world apart...
Your myself funeral...
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2005-07-04 00:40:55] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Self Funeral
(User Rating: 1 ) by Doriens_Picture on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 12:59:57 AM AEST (User
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hey how are you
did you forget about me
i hope yopu are well |
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Re: Self Funeral
(User Rating: 1 ) by pUnKa_RaCh on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 01:08:52 AM AEST (User
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Very emotive this piece and filled with such pain.
oh i can very much relate to your feelings of heartbreak.
touching write.
Hang in there ok dear poet.
Talk to me anytime. |
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Re: Self Funeral
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Tuesday, 5th July 2005 @ 12:49:16 AM AEST (User
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I thought this was a really good write
although the last line was a bit awkward in
my opinion. I liked the rhyme scheme it was
really cool. Its good to see you are no longer
having writers block... like myself.
Bobo (Joel) |
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