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Anti-Social
Contributed by
TwEeK
on
Saturday, 16th October 2004 @ 07:55:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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each gloriouse day
pass us by
rendering, every new suprise
yet one yearns, to escape reality
so tired of the ridicule
belittleing her body and soul
repetitive pain
silent anguish
every day the same, repeated
dodging bullets in the hallway
avoiding feet that trip
ingnore the laughter
the social chatter, makes her sick
Anti-Social
Paranoia Schizophrenia
the psychologist's say
all she wantsis to be alone
she dosent need pills
or friends
only her thoughts
a small corner, in wich to hide
from every persons, prying eyes
alone in her room
you hear her cries
"Please God, Let Me Die.."
Copyright ©
TwEeK
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2004-10-16 19:55:29]
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Re: Anti-Social
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by Essentially9 on
Saturday, 16th October 2004 @ 10:00:47 PM AEST
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Re: Anti-Social
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by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Sunday, 17th October 2004 @ 04:13:09 AM AEST
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