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Tyni and Rachel

Contributed by cryingonmyporch on Monday, 16th September 2002 @ 10:38:48 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I feel like I am going to die. I keep asking myself why? If life always felt like this. I’d leave once I find the chance. This place we call home, is an agony full of pain. Covering yourself from the people that live around you. Their words torment your mind. You only realize the words harm you when you sleep. You dream of dreams that only lost people dream of. Things of horrid nature and content. Yet you feel calm when the next day appears. You smile when you conversate among others. The look means nothing. The meaning under the look portrays awful screams. Only if you knew what this mind was thinking. You’d run and scream because than I can hurt you. But the crazy part is, you’d probably stand still. You’re probably not afraid of dying. You just have the idea that death is what you should be afraid of. But I want to die. Please I need 6 feet of earth over this tired soul. A soul brought to life that needs sleep eternal sleep. Let me die!



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Re: Tyni and Rachel (User Rating: 1 )
by shepdog1972 on Thursday, 7th November 2002 @ 02:17:57 PM AEST
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I must say that this is a sad poem that needs to be read several times to get the real effect... If i told you that i know how you feel that would be a lie ....pain is a personal holloway...no other can feel the pain we endear..so to you i say....keep fighting these deamons that you live with and stand the test of time...thans for sharing
john




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