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B****
Contributed by
witwooo
on
Friday, 11th October 2002 @ 07:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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I'm so scared of what I may do
I mean it's all your fault
It was down to you
You could of resisted
you could of said no
but you kissed him
you ***** you cant let go
leave the others alone
they we're the old
I am the new
my life My body My love
I gave it all to you
you tore it up
threw it in my face
told me you could never love me
& that I'm a disgrace to the human race
I cant beleive it
you ***** whore
I gave you roses
as i came thorugh your door
yet again i saw him with you
naked on the floor,
I close It quietly,
Walk over
as you do not see
Pick up an ornement
raise it above my head
and. . .
He's dead.
Copyright ©
witwooo
... [
2002-10-11 07:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: B****
(User Rating: 1 ) by Phildel on
Friday, 11th October 2002 @ 07:35:34 AM AEST (User
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Intense piece of work you have here, a stimulating write,
Thanks for the read and if it's autobiographical...well, she was way out of the line, although i'm counting on the last bit being made up..
Phildel xx |
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Re: B****
(User Rating: 1 ) by witwooo on
Friday, 18th October 2002 @ 05:01:13 AM AEST (User
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Not just the last bit I exagerated on the naked part too they we're just kissing. |
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Re: B****
(User Rating: 1 ) by Hiddendarkness1705 on
Saturday, 26th July 2003 @ 05:53:01 PM AEST (User
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Intense and very well written.
~Stacie~ |
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