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A Choice
Contributed by
Juggalette_carebear
on
Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 01:38:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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You took my wrist and asked why. You don't understand me, how could you ever understand? The blood trickled down my wrists, but i only cutt myself. I will never go any farther. Cutting helps me deal with pain better, how could you understand, your life's perfect. You see all the scars, and shake your head in disbelife. You started crying, I have no idea why. You pulled up your sleeves and there all of your scars showed. Small, large, medium, and healed scars. I turned for a second, but when I turned around, you were gone. A few minutes later the phone rang, you were dead. Who would ever think you would be the one to take that path. I cry everyday,and blame myself. How was it you were there with me only a few minutes before you died? Sitting straight in bed with the dark earth surrounding me, I had my second chance to save you. Only this time you didn't die I did.
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Re: A Choice
(User Rating: 1 ) by Necromant on
Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 09:56:20 AM AEST (User
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Oh my what a bitter sad poem! I hope you're in a better condition now! great write!
Anne :D |
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