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Scratching Joys.
Contributed by
deathdrop
on
Tuesday, 24th February 2004 @ 11:30:33 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I am numb,
I am emotionally dead!
I am swelling with feelings,
far inside my head!
I am full of colour,
of viberent tones,
I have beond real life dreams,
of sticks and stones!
I fall everyday,
I can't stand on two feet,
every time I heal,
my brain falls asleep!
every time I heal,
I go back to how I woz,
every second's, hour's,
and i'm like this coz...
I am emotionally and mentally,
mucked up in my brain,
I know i should cut,
'coz it's food for my pain!
but it's not like there's a point,
most days of my life,
It's not like i care enough,
to say no! to a knife...
Copyright ©
deathdrop
... [
2004-02-24 11:30:33] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Scratching Joys.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remy on
Tuesday, 24th February 2004 @ 03:54:40 PM AEST (User
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Say No! to Drugs... that's what that last line reminded me of, and this write almost seems that way. Good writing!
~Remy~ |
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Re: Scratching Joys.
(User Rating: 1 ) by corrupted_minds on
Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 01:56:51 AM AEST (User
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I think this is a very good poem. I've been there and done that and i know how it feels. thankz and welldone |
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