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living horror
Contributed by
hardcoreputa
on
Saturday, 29th March 2003 @ 02:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I look one last time in the mirror,
One last glance at my living horror.
I see the knife; I just sit there and stare,
It’s taunting me to do it then and there.
I pick up the blade press it against my skin,
A shriek of pain, as the knife plunges in.
But its not over I must do it once more,
Across the other wrist, the blood begins 2 pour
And the pain is so real; these cuts are so deep,
That I find myself with a little weep.
So continues the blood flowing out of me,
Awaiting the end that seems like certainty-
And the time passes, but death doesn’t come,
Just a feeling that everything is numb.
So again with the knife,
Slicing this already butchered flesh-
Anything to end my life,
Anything to bring death
Copyright ©
hardcoreputa
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2003-03-29 14:05:00]
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Re: living horror
(User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on
Saturday, 29th March 2003 @ 02:39:20 PM AEST
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| very good...but also very sad...if you ever need to talk pm me... |
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Re: living horror
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 31st March 2003 @ 07:22:42 AM AEST
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It is so sad that anyone should have to get to feeling like this and you are so strong to share your feelings with others. A truly great poem.
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