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Array ( [sid] => 118075 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Hate you for Taking.... [time] => 2006-04-10 10:36:43 [hometext] => It's not suicidal ... but then again If this happens to you and you feel like the only way out is a knife,gun,or some pills.. try really hard to remember what your life is supposed to be about... you not them... [bodytext] => I hate you for taking my hope away,
for never listening to anything I had to say...
For making me feel that this blade was my way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for taking my breath away,
for making it hard for me to breathe every single day...
For making these pills look like a way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for taking my sight away,
for making it hard to look your way...
For making this rope look like a way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for taking my smile away,
for making me beg for you to stay...
For making that gun look like a way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for being the death of me,
for though I'm still standing here my heart will never be free...
For making my tears the only way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

So when your sleepin with your pride, wishing to hold me tight,
I'll be over you and on with my life...
There's no easy way to say , why your love made me this way,
You made sadness my way out...
I still don't remember what life was supposed to be about... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Jazzy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
Hate you for Taking....

Contributed by Jazzy on Monday, 10th April 2006 @ 10:36:43 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I hate you for taking my hope away,
for never listening to anything I had to say...
For making me feel that this blade was my way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for taking my breath away,
for making it hard for me to breathe every single day...
For making these pills look like a way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for taking my sight away,
for making it hard to look your way...
For making this rope look like a way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for taking my smile away,
for making me beg for you to stay...
For making that gun look like a way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

I hate you for being the death of me,
for though I'm still standing here my heart will never be free...
For making my tears the only way out,
and making me forget what my life was supposed to be about...

So when your sleepin with your pride, wishing to hold me tight,
I'll be over you and on with my life...
There's no easy way to say , why your love made me this way,
You made sadness my way out...
I still don't remember what life was supposed to be about...




Copyright © Jazzy ... [ 2006-04-10 10:36:43]
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Re: Hate you for Taking.... (User Rating: 1 )
by Shmokin on Monday, 10th April 2006 @ 12:14:47 PM AEST
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good write, nice rythm, well put :-)


Re: Hate you for Taking.... (User Rating: 1 )
by mazeof_darkness on Monday, 10th April 2006 @ 11:27:38 PM AEST
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Feels like i've been there with someone who was supposed to care about me. It's best to be over someone who would make you feel that way. You are the most important thing. Very good write!!!




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