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Rejection

Contributed by kittyjade on Tuesday, 2nd December 2003 @ 08:57:29 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief

Mistreated and misjudged,
‘Coz no one understood.
No one ever cared for her,
And no one ever would.

Life was getting boring,
And nothing worth the while.
But going down like this,
Was certainly no her style.

With her ego flying through the roof,
She planned to make them suffer.
She stole her parents’ gun,
Feeling much more tougher.

She drove her way to school,
Only taking a few seconds.
This day is hers,
Or so she reckons.

She climbed up to a highest,
And announced into the mic,
“I have some thing to share with you all,
Please stay if you like.”

Everyone came rushing forth,
Curiosity in their eyes.
Out came the gun,
And out came the cries.

Waving it above her head,
Now horror filled their eyes,
Screaming echoed in her head,
“Shut up or some one dies”

Her high was at its highest,
High, but high still climbing.
She couldn’t wish for better,
And better yet best timing.

Suddenly she missed a breath,
And collapsed upon the floor.
In those last breaking moments,
Her clothes, she had torn.

No idea, had no one had,
She’d threatened it before,
Faces struck with stiffened horror,
Starring at the floor.

Gazing at her soulless body,
And clothes so viscously torn.
Crying and screaming,
But too selfish to mourn.

In the records she O.D. herself,
And used the gun for protection.
But as confused as she was,
She died of rejection.

Copyright Â© kittyjade ... [ 2003-12-02 20:57:29]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Rejection (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 2nd December 2003 @ 09:38:56 PM AEST
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thats so touching.
ill be thinking about it for weeks!
where do you come up with these stories?

also i know you told me they are old and youll be publishing one almost everyday.....
but im anticipating all the same!
your page is bookmarked. lol

by your friend shay (am i signed in?!)

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