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The Desire Of Death
Contributed by
me1234
on
Saturday, 5th May 2012 @ 12:37:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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If I advocate the benefits of dying,
do I get a medal?
Here I am: laughing and lying,
waiting for the devil.
They call me completely alone,
‘they’ being me.
How happy, to be neatly unknown,
unable to cater for society.
Why must I hate you so?
‘You’ being me.
My conscience is pure as snow,
so very unclean.
In a perfect world it’s gone.
‘It’ being me.
Life is painfully long,
and death so enticing.
If I practise the art of dying,
may I make a medal?
Put it on my grave as you’re leaving
my funeral: fit for a devil.
Copyright ©
me1234
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2012-05-05 12:37:21]
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Re: The Desire Of Death
(User Rating: 1 )
by InfinitePoet on
Saturday, 5th May 2012 @ 01:35:26 PM AEST
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I"M blown away
by your
oBVIOUSLY
Fake
Display,From the real
Rulez
of the
Game
You"ve
Gone
Astray,,
Get some
GET RIGHT,
Today,
Before its
too late....
Only YOU
Control
Your
Own
Fate....
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Re: The Desire Of Death
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by InfinitePoet on
Friday, 11th May 2012 @ 05:17:48 AM AEST
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Great Job, Bringing the darkness within to light!!
Keep writing&Posting!!
Always,
Ms.Opioid |
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