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Guilt
Contributed by
Makeshift_2134
on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:12:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Oh my god. What have I done?
I killed my best friend. It's so very wrong..
As I stare down at him.
He vomits blood. Starts choking.
The horrer hits me.
I can't stop looking.
My eyes, scared,
Can't tear away.
How did our fight turn out this way?
Reality hits me.
He's gone Forever.
No breathing, smiling, crying,
Never.
I did it. I took his life
The guilt consumes me as I grab a knife.
I make a deep cut,
from elbow to wrist.
The tears start falling
I know we'll be missed.
The blood starts flowing
I sit and wait.
I sigh sadly.
How long does this take?
This is taking to long.
I get up and run.
I search and search
And find daddy's gun.
I think with relief
Soon i'll be dead
I lift up the gun
And place it at my head.
I'm about to shoot.
I stop and consider.
My guilt erupts.
I scream and pull the trigger.
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Re: Guilt
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:14:32 AM AEST (User
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dont show him this or he'll have nightmares forever lol, very angry dark write, I like this alot
pixie xx |
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Re: Guilt
(User Rating: 1 ) by autumngreeneyes on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:31:21 AM AEST (User
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reminds me of when I tried to find a hit man..but I couldn't afford him..sigh. guess we all have thoughts about murder.. OMG it's snowing..I just looked out the window... |
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Re: Guilt
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kratur on
Friday, 14th January 2005 @ 10:38:53 AM AEST (User
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personally i'd rather prefer life in prison than death
and maybe your freind would too >:Ð |
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