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Little Jimmy

Contributed by Demon on Saturday, 24th August 2002 @ 04:55:41 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Little Jimmy writes a poem
Sitting in the class
Memories seeping through
Pen moving fast

I wrote a poem about my cat
I called it Miles
Mr Roberts gave me an A
A gold star and a smile
I took it home that day
Showed mom what I'd done
She hung it on my bedroom door
"Well done son''
Aunt Sherry used to visit
Mom would show her what i wrote
The cover up to insanity
My family did not note
Couple of days later
I wrote a poem,called it Lies
Thats all i seemed to see
Once true feelings now denied
Mr Roberts gave me an A
Accompanied by a glare
My mom hung it on my door
With a steady stare..
"Jimmy,are you okay?"
"Fine mom,why do you ask?"
I focused on the ground
Revelling within life's mask
"You seem troubled"
"Must i say it,one more time?"
"Something you wish to talk about?"

"Im fine.."

Then one night laying in bed
Clock hits 2 am
I wrote a poem in my room
Called it Condemned
I gave myself an A
In big bold red
Drew a little star
and in my head said..
For this pain today
Should cease forever more
Just another statistic..
I hung the poem on my door.




Copyright © Demon ... [ 2002-08-24 16:55:41]
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Re: Little Jimmy (User Rating: 1 )
by Suzy on Saturday, 24th August 2002 @ 07:10:03 PM AEST
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All I can say about this one is wow...gave me chills....

Lasca


Re: Little Jimmy (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Sunday, 25th August 2002 @ 04:43:04 AM AEST
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Very nicly writen!




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