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Killing Me
Contributed by
sugar0986
on
Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 05:24:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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There's water falling from the clouds today,
and it's running down my window.
It's turning it dark and gloomy outside,
and it's just making my depression worse.
So I ask God to please make it stop,
before I slit my wrists,
but I guess he didn't answer my pray today,
the rain just kept falling.
So I walk to the bathroom, and close the door.
I open a bottle of pills, and take them all.
I slit my wrists too, to make my death alittle faster, and a few minutes later I'm dead.
but I guess God did answer my pray.
It was only a dream, I must have fallen asleep.
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Re: Killing Me
(User Rating: 1 ) by Crow on
Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 05:53:38 PM AEST (User
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good write, a touch dark, first time I have read your work. thank you for stopping by. i`ll be back! Crow |
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Re: Killing Me
(User Rating: 1 ) by TundraHydra on
Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 06:33:08 PM AEST (User
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gave me a chill there that I didn't expect since I'm suicidal right now. Keep up the writing |
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Re: Killing Me
(User Rating: 1 ) by Trisha on
Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 08:28:36 PM AEST (User
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Brittany it better not be true i'll be so mad at you |
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Re: Killing Me
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Tuesday, 28th October 2003 @ 06:46:52 PM AEST (User
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I must say I enjoyed this and can relate to this quite a bit. However... it ended to abruptly try to focus more on the pain and capture that aspect which can be hard to do I admit. Once again a good poem loved the 1st 4 lines especially.
Bobo (Joel) |
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