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Please
Contributed by
PaperCut
on
Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 11:05:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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*please don't yell at me*
hear you drifting up the stairs
*please don't yell at me*
hear you stop infront of my door
*please don't yell at me*
sticky paint resists as you push open the door,
no longer mine
*please don't yell at me*
bed sinks as you sit
*please don't yell at me*
book is slid into my lap, it reads ***** OFF
*oh god, please don't yell at me*
i found it, you say just above a whisper, in your drawer
*oh god*
so, i mouth, am i not allowed privacy
*oh god*
book is opened, page is torn, blood splatered, deep red, closer look reveals it to be dried. knife drawn on the side
*oh ******
can you explain this, you say
*oh god *
*no, i cant, i cant, but if you would pay attention, i wouldnt have to. *
no, i say.
*please stop yelling at me*
your face grows cold, don't know what you expected. i go numb.
cant hear you
cant see you
cant feel you
why stay here?
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Re: Please
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by lil_angel on
Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 12:50:18 AM AEST
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| Wow powerful write i hope all is well! |
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Re: Please
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by waos on
Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 11:42:12 AM AEST
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| that was really good. i can relate to it. thanks for posting it. i really like how you wrote it. |
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Re: Please
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by Silent-No-More on
Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 01:20:49 PM AEST
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| Powerful. Real. As intense as this piece is - I know from personal experience that it cannot compare to the feelings that were slamming around inside you when you heard those words ("I found it"). Been there. It is, for some of us, the very reason we find ourselves here - online - looking for a safe harbour. Here's hoping you found your way past numb. Very well done! |
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