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red
Contributed by
kindofsilly
on
Sunday, 16th December 2007 @ 09:34:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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A stab at my pride
the equvialent a stab at my wrist
a slow drip
mixed with dirt and pain
then i finally feel like its over like im done
this should be the
end
but god wont let it be
he seems to want me to suffer
it seems to want me
to writhe
mabey he takes plesure in it
i dont know.....
but untill i can finally ask him
this is how ill stay
a slow red drip mixed with
dirt
Copyright ©
kindofsilly
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2007-12-16 09:34:08]
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Re: red
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by Oceandreamer on
Sunday, 16th December 2007 @ 10:32:34 AM AEST
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Well expressed.
Try to think positive things after such a hard day …or even before, and so create the beautiful day you desire.
Try to be more positive and attract good things.
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Re: red
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by dummie on
Sunday, 16th December 2007 @ 06:56:46 PM AEST
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i think the misspellings add to the angsty feeling. the misfortune. the dread.
VERY WELLFULLY WRITTEN...i love it |
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Re: red
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by ki on
Tuesday, 18th December 2007 @ 01:51:56 AM AEST
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| sad..nicely written |
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