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Ticking Time Bomb

Contributed by death_of_a_sinner on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 01:03:26 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



You shoulder block me and knock me down I hear the tick tock slowly getting louder
I get up you push me and do it again the ticking and tocking starts to get faster
You smack me in the head and say that im nothing you don’t know what im capable of
You punch me in the gut and say that im stupid you don’t even know that I have a gun
You pick me up and yell if im listening im a ticking time bomb ready to explode
You drop me and then proceed to kick me your gonna regret you were ever born
You pick me up and ask any last words the bomb is about to explode in my head
You hit me in the face you start to laugh I take out the gun and point it right at your chest
I ask you if you have any last words cause the bomb has exploded in my head
Your not laughing anymore but I don’t care I pulled the trigger and now your dead




Copyright © death_of_a_sinner ... [ 2004-10-31 13:03:26]
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Re: Ticking Time Bomb (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 01:28:49 PM AEST
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it is veyr sad that bullying does go on, all bulies are are scared little kids inside, they want to try and make others feel as bad as they do *hugs*

very deep and emotional write,

pixie xx


Re: Ticking Time Bomb (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 11:10:36 PM AEST
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very vivid write. when i was bullied by this one guy as a kid i founf myself changing into him, i still think i am like him now. hostile and angry, grr.




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