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187

Contributed by emokid on Sunday, 21st August 2005 @ 09:13:22 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Stab you in the neck and chest
til your bloodsoaks the pavement
then You'll know the pain I went thru

Grab the knife from the table
and slit my throat
for telling the truth
call the cops cause
there's been a 187

homicide and suicide
or did we both
stand and fire
Is it realy important now
they'll figure it out
once we're burried

Your face was the last thing
I remembered when my brains
hit the ceiling
does this make you happy?

so call the cops
there's been a 187
at my house
and the killer is on the loose
so lock the doors
and bar the windows

so wake me up
from this nightmare
to awake in a coffin
with all these thoughts
to keep me company




Copyright © emokid ... [ 2005-08-21 21:13:22]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: 187 (User Rating: 1 )
by EmoDCgirl36 on Sunday, 21st August 2005 @ 09:39:03 PM AEST
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Good poem. I love the way I feel the hatred. I had this happen to me once. Except for the fact that I wasn't in a coffin. Don't stress much about being stabbed. Because it's going to happen more and more.


Re: 187 (User Rating: 1 )
by sprinter27 on Sunday, 21st August 2005 @ 09:50:03 PM AEST
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wow, very powerful write. yes, the pain can be quite unbaring, and i'd like to do that myself, but we have to hold ourselves back. i hope that you are okay and i wish you luck that things will turn out better for you. good write, though, keep up the good work!

~sprints


Re: 187 (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Sunday, 21st August 2005 @ 10:04:06 PM AEST
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A deep, dark and thought provoking piece of poetry. I like your style of writing. Very well written.
Hugs,
Dreamer


Re: 187 (User Rating: 1 )
by shutterfly2004 on Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 02:23:56 PM AEST
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Nice Poem... I liked the last line.

So wake me up from this nightmare to awake in a coffin with all these thoughts to keep me company...

I thoght this was a very interesting poem.

You could become a great writer if you put your mind to it because you do write good!




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