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*Givingin*

Contributed by givingin on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 07:19:33 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



When the troubles of life are near,
I sit in a corner and fear,
that my life today may end,
because this wound will not mend.

I sit alone and wait,
for the angels to give me my fate,
now as their wings turn black,
I realize there’s no going back.

Tears in my eyes I now weep,
with dreams forever I’ll keep,
with thoughts of slicing my skin,
I now call myself,
*givingin*.




Copyright © givingin ... [ 2004-11-15 07:19:33]
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Re: *Givingin* (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 07:23:07 AM AEST
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This is sad and beautiful at the same time. A definitely moving write. I can relate in a way... How often I've thought and tried to give in, as I know many others have too.

Take Care
- Becca


Re: *Givingin* (User Rating: 1 )
by Deathly_Rose on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 07:28:49 AM AEST
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HEY!! ^.^ I absolutely love this poem. It relates to many people, and has a reason behind your name. I love how you made this poem flow, it is very well written. Continue with the good work ^.~
*~Alicia~*


Re: *Givingin* (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 07:57:51 AM AEST
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very emotional poem,
*hugs*
takecare,
pixie xx


Re: *Givingin* (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 10:22:09 PM AEST
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Well done.


Re: *Givingin* (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Wednesday, 8th March 2006 @ 06:29:19 PM AEST
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Givingin

I like your poem I like your pen name--
I noticed that you havent written for sometime please start up again as you are an interesting poet and writer.

Sinned


Re: *Givingin* (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Thursday, 9th March 2006 @ 11:51:50 AM AEST
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i can relate. I have given in to so many things that i really didn't want to. I am what people call cutters. I am a cutter. i am not ashamed of it or anything but there are times when i feel like there is no hope for me to live that there is no hope at all for anything and i only have one thing that makes me feel like living like actually staying here and i give in to that demon within me that says cut, cut and everything will be better. This poem was very emotional and it was really good..

take care
christina




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