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Contributed by manson on Wednesday, 30th July 2003 @ 07:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



this feeling will never go away as long as im living my life
i know that i would rather be dead my hatred and my fear is
what i know bes, ive tried my hardest to live with this pain but
what no one understands is how much im truely dying inside i just
need to find an escape but for that i will need to die
no one understands how much pain i am truely in untill then i
shall hope to stay alive so no one weeps over my death i dont
understand why anyone will cry when i die for it is a loss that
i shall never feel because i will just feel free and finally away from all my pain no one sees inside
no one sees my pain i have cried an ocean of tears and my tears are now frozen because i have cried so much and i dont know how much more i can take im frozen i have no emotions left inside of me i ave held it all inside of me and its just too hard to go on in this world too hard for me to even think too hard for me too go on i always put everyone before me and its just too hard to go on....i think i would be better off dead




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Re: poem (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 01:21:34 AM AEST
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i like this poem, and i think you have a great talent... the most important part of writting a poem is writting something personal... this as a lot of feelings in it, that i completely understand, as well as man other ppl on this site... i cant wait to read ore of your poetry... ~Apryl




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