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First Goodbye
Contributed by
DerPinguin44
on
Monday, 18th October 2004 @ 12:51:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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It's 3 after 9
And I have nothing to do...
The hammers cocked
and I'm ready to shoot.
For what I did know,
I know no more.
I'm tired of life
I'm about out the door(edited:And I'm out the door)
My world's falling apart
My escape holes gone.
The computer's been hacked,
The truth is wrong.
My luck's run out,
No, life ain't fun.
I'll just solve this problem
with my new gun.
Delve the magic,
rid the child.
I see him, Angel of Death,
This will be wild.
Copyright ©
DerPinguin44
... [
2004-10-18 12:51:02] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: First Goodbye
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 19th October 2004 @ 05:25:09 AM AEST (User
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Wow I'm impressed by this piece.
The flow was excellent and the rapid pace made it all the more suspenseful. I love the last line, very thought-provoking, leaving the reader in mid-air, contemplating and coming up with their own ending.
Beautiful.
Just remember, hang in there, and there are always people to talk to if you ever need to chat (me included) AND that saying about the dawn only coming up after the darkest hour or whatever it was. So things WILL most likely get better.
Just stay strong :)
~kate |
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