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What Now??
Contributed by
CuttersAngel
on
Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 12:35:33 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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I'm sick of the bull*****, sick of the fights
And once again it's become that time
I grab my razor and hold it tight
Can I make it through this night
***** it all, I don't care
At the wall is where I stare
Off in space, in my world
Thirteen cuts allow me to soar
Two major veins sliced wide open
I guess it's the cost of completely hopin'
I was wrong and you are false
Slowling stopping is my pulse
I'm feeling sick from all these pills
Life was never a big thrill.
Copyright ©
CuttersAngel
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2004-03-21 00:35:33]
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Re: What Now??
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by Pompous on
Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 01:44:36 AM AEST
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very dark poem...very well written hope everything gets better
...Neal... |
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Re: What Now??
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by Necromant on
Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 09:31:41 AM AEST
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What a bitter hateful poem! Very well expressed! Be strong and keep writing you are very talented!
Anne :D |
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