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Loved You To Death
Contributed by
Steve_Class
on
Sunday, 2nd February 2003 @ 09:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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As yet I know not what to do,
Mind’s not made up yet,
Just take each day as it comes,
Some, better than others.
Six lager, quart of vodka, one reef,
Oh, and half a can of gas,
What’s that you ask?
Well, I nearly killed myself last night.
Did you know I could see his house from mine?
She said she was going home,
Went a walk; is that your car?
Parked outside his house.
Two months, not quite after you first kissed him,
A few hours after you left me, merry Christmas,
Doesn’t feel special anymore, you slept with me, then kissed he!
Wish I had a Porsche.
That’s the closest I’ve came as yet,
Unconscious, 10 missed calls, were they from you?
If you’re reading this I may be dead,
Or else better, fingers crossed he said.
You said I made you feel special,
5 litres of cider, 48 painkillers so far, please be enough
If I get the urge I want to do it right,
God please save me from this endless plight.
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2003-02-02 09:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Loved You To Death
(User Rating: 1 ) by kegs04 on
Sunday, 2nd February 2003 @ 02:58:37 PM AEST (User
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wow, i really liked this poem.... very emotional..with out the emotional drama..great write.. i enjoyed this, I havent personally had the experience of a horrible break up or cheating bf, but i can imagine the pain of losing a loved one in this fashion..
~peace out |
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Re: Loved You To Death
(User Rating: 1 ) by wolfflow on
Sunday, 2nd February 2003 @ 03:14:53 PM AEST (User
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glad for you it was a long time ago, but its still a great expression of despair |
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