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damaged

Contributed by skatefreak on Sunday, 19th January 2003 @ 05:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



well he sits on the floor,
and he listens for the sound of the door,
he holds a bottle of pille in his hands,
he wants it all to end,
to fix his fatal flaw,
the fact that he was broken,
damaged,
injured,
unright,
he knows not what to do,
he dosn't know which path to chose,
he looks down at his arms,
and sees all of his scars,
from without,
but from withen,
his secret addiction,
his time is running out,
he has to make a chose,
he throws down the pills,
and picks up a knife,
he pushes down hard,
and pulls it across,
he watches the blood flow,
he hates himself,
he hates the world,
he could leave all this hate behind,
all the sarrow and empty bottles,
all the faces around him,
hollow,
the days he washes down with beers,
but that addiction,
keeps him here.




Copyright © skatefreak ... [ 2003-01-19 17:40:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by BlackAngel on Sunday, 19th January 2003 @ 10:16:41 PM AEST
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This is really good..it captures his pain so well..i was once in that position..and i'm happy to say i'm not anymore..hope your not there either..cheers..


Re: damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by Delusions on Monday, 20th January 2003 @ 01:05:40 AM AEST
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awsome! i really like this one! keep it up!
~delusions~


Re: damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by M on Monday, 20th January 2003 @ 11:35:08 AM AEST
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your poem is really well writen, i really like it. i've been there before,and i still am. love the poem, keep it up! love,M


Re: damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Monday, 20th January 2003 @ 03:46:32 PM AEST
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ooh...this is beautiful...


Re: damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by skatefreak on Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 03:02:59 PM AEST
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thank you thank you thank you!!!!!! i thought i sucked, this rocks!!! people think i'm good thanks!


Re: damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Saturday, 1st March 2003 @ 01:01:39 PM AEST
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this is a great poem.... i really felt the pain. keep it up....u are a true poet




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