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Contributed by LoneCinderella13 on Wednesday, 9th February 2005 @ 01:50:36 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

My name is Toni
and I am a spirit.
I commited suicide
and I didn't really feel it.

I pulled the trigger fast
and then I fell to the floor.
All the blood rushed out
And then I was no more.

I couldn't take the rumors
The people just wouldn't stop.
They just kept laughing
It's just something they wouldn't drop.

That 45 looked beautiful
That silver shining through.
Taking off that safety
And the bullet being brand new.

The bullet entered my brain
through the spot between my eyes
Then my body became numb
And there were no more lies.

People started talking
about how I decided to do it.
And I became more popular now
To them, what I did was a gift.

I thought about it
planned out how it was done.
I came to the conclusion
That it would be so much fun.

Show and tell came up
And I was infront of the room
And then I pulled out the 45
I pulled the trigger and it went boom.

Blood spattered everywhere
and then my body fell down
As soon as everyone opened their eyes
There was my body to be found.

The principal came running in
from the sound that I had made.
My lifeless body on the floor
The spot that I was laid.

All the rumors stopped
Only for a day or two
Then they started remembering
What they put me through.

Those were the people
who pushed me a little too far.
I wasn't even old enough
To be driving in a car.

It's my time to go now
Where the rumors are no more.
But when all you's die...
I'll be opening the door.

Copyright © LoneCinderella13 ... [ 2005-02-09 13:50:36]
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Re: Rumors (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 9th February 2005 @ 01:51:41 PM AEST
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wow that was so tragic and dark, gave me chills to read it,
pix xx

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