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Clip My Wings
Contributed by
crimson_regret420
on
Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 08:43:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Hate is my way of knowing that i'm alive,
That I know my heart is beating,
Because i can feel it against my ribs,
When the pain gets unbareable,
The darkness creeps inside me,
When ever he comes along,
The hate drives me,
The hate controls me,
You can never make me love him,
I'm not ready for the change,
Can't you see my misery?
Just clip my wings so i can't fly.
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2005-04-30 20:43:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Clip My Wings
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 08:52:33 PM AEST (User
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sooo sad, well written with nice style, warm welcome to ypdc:) hugs n' love nessa
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Re: Clip My Wings
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kie on
Sunday, 10th July 2005 @ 07:36:17 PM AEST (User
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This was very sad for me to read. I guess i'm asking if this is true. Because, there was so much obvious pain in this write. Hate is a by-product of hurt, pain, resentment, rejection. Like an ivy it just grows into something uncontrollable if you let it. One day i'd like to think that you will breathe simply because it was a good day.
You know you don't have to have wings to fly. Freedom is who you are as an individual it is what defines you and it will allow you to shine, fly, soar and help you write when nothing else helps.
It almost hurt to read this poem because I want to ask how did/does anyone get to this point?
I'm quite moved.
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