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jagged(continued from jagged little pill)

Contributed by seci on Monday, 6th June 2005 @ 09:10:45 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



running from the pain and the abuse from home
hoping to never return and to enter into my own zone
escaping from what i had seen
questions rolling in my head and God knows what it means
trying hard to block everything out of my head
remembering the last words my mother and father had said
i happened to look down at my clothes and i saw blood
as well all over my hands
i don't understand
i didn't touch neither one of them
no woman or man
but all of my memory was coming back to me
i was starting to feel reality
i remembered that i was the one drinking last night
i was the one who had gotten mad and felt unstable as a child
and that things in my life was not going right
it didn't take long for me to figure
that i shot them, i pull the trigger




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Re: jagged(continued from jagged little pill) (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Wednesday, 8th June 2005 @ 01:14:52 AM AEST
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'unstable as a child'- i love that line, well done


Re: jagged(continued from jagged little pill) (User Rating: 1 )
by Alina on Sunday, 12th June 2005 @ 01:24:04 PM AEST
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This continuation form your first poem is great but I just hope that none of it is true. If so.....then ***** happens and you had reasons. If not....then you are truly a natural born and gifted writer. Either way...keep it up and GOD BLESS!
ALINA




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