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Slice
Contributed by
chlois
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Friday, 27th June 2008 @ 02:13:42 PM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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A sharp pain runs through my veins.
Drip after drip the blood hits the floor.
FALLEN, face to the dirt, razor to my wrist.
Nothing is worth living for anymore.
Screwing up everything i try to do, everything i love.
Whats there left to do but bury myself.
Lay me inside the dark coffin until death do us part.
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chlois
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2008-06-27 14:13:42]
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Re: Slice
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by wheels on
Friday, 27th June 2008 @ 03:26:45 PM AEST
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Very well written. Trust me - I felt that very way the last 2 weeks - at least in awaiting death to relieve the pain. But I must confess as dismal as my life is at the moment - and how dismal i fear it may be for some time to come - I hope that some future day I shall be given light to warm me and a smile to bless me. Once that chapter is closed, there is no future joy to mingle with our pain. Only just the end of pain but never again to feel joy.
Sincerely,
--Kevin
The lonely vagabond |
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Re: Slice
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by texasw97 on
Thursday, 28th August 2008 @ 09:59:17 PM AEST
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| I feel you on this one too. I like it. |
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Re: Slice
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by amber_vonHorror on
Wednesday, 3rd September 2008 @ 09:46:52 PM AEST
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it was well written. but you know its all been said before.
of course its a depiction of a person's feelings, crafted well.
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Re: Slice
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by ChaosFactor on
Wednesday, 30th December 2009 @ 11:26:53 AM AEST
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| I understand this.. Believe me, I know what it's like to think you screw everything up. But you have to remember.. Once you reach the point where you think things can't get any worse, they can. But they can also get exponentially better, all in the blink of an eye. I love the writing.. I hope to read more. Take care. |
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