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Contributed by Stalkee on Sunday, 26th January 2003 @ 06:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I've always been an extremely quiet child
Since the day that I was born
Everyones always had a problem with me
Just because I like other things then they do
My past has always screamed in my ear
"Everyone means to do you harm"

I was always smiling through the good and bad
And my parents never thought of me as a troubled soul
So they can never understand what it was
That made me go berserk one day and lose it all
I hear my past more clearly now
"Everyone means to do you harm"

Then one night in this little restaurant
I had that gun in my hand about to end it all
Then someone cried out, I don't know who it was
"Throw down the gun, just don't do anything crazy"
Then I heard my past much louder this time
"Everyone means to do you harm"

At that moment the person approached me
Then with a crazy look I shot him through the chest
Within fifteen minutes of the shot the police arrived
They lured me out promising to not harm me at all
Then again my past screamed at me
"Everyone means to do you harm"

I walked outside with hands held high
They were there waiting with rifles in their hands
As soon as an inch of me appeared they fired
And now I'm laying here on the ground with tear filled eyes
Now the present is screaming into my head
"No one ever meant to do you harm"

Copyright © Stalkee ... [ 2003-01-26 06:40:00]
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Re: no title (User Rating: 1 )
by gina on Sunday, 26th January 2003 @ 10:01:51 AM AEST
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but i dont get it , y you used to think that everyone means to do u harm??...poor guy u shot in the restaurant ......
GINA

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