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look what you did
Contributed by
bethers_is_my_baby
on
Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 04:26:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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no one loves me
no one cares
dont you touch me
dont you dare
get away
you stupid *****
i cut my arm
it starts to itch
ill make a noose
and tie it tight
flip the switch
turn out the light
get a chair
set it up
jump right off
wait till dusk
come on in
see me hang
such a beautiful site
and song i sang
now you know
just what you did
how much i hurt
why i hid
you think im gone
but you just wait
i will not pass
throught the gates
ill be back
to haunt you at night
fill your life
with pain and strife
i will not stop
till your soul is dead
till you live in fear
thats what you dread
ill do to you
what you did to me
ill make you live
in misery
and then my soul
will be set free.
Copyright ©2005 Amanda Hope Indelicato
Copyright ©
bethers_is_my_baby
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Re: look what you did
(User Rating: 1 ) by heartquake on
Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 04:38:41 PM AEST (User
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great write, its, what i like to call, an SSSP poem, short, sweet, simple and powerful... i doubt that'll ever catch on, I just do it for my own personal jollies... but anywho, i liked the suicidal aspects of the poems and how you use it to get back at someone through pain nd eventual death of yourself... that being said,I don't condone suicide in any sort of way... except when mentioned in poetry...keep up the good work |
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Re: look what you did
(User Rating: 1 ) by ElatedNBliss on
Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 05:34:34 PM AEST (User
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guess everyone's got a noose in the closet. but i love the part when u say you'll haunt them. a powerful poem with a dash of suicide always makes a great write in my book. |
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