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Array ( [sid] => 40606 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Angela's suicide [time] => 2004-03-28 07:38:19 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Little Angela was one of a kind
At the age of two her dad screwed up her mind
He didn't like her cute little cheak
So he cut it of and was gone for a week

Little Angela's mother was mad
She threw up her dinner so she wouldn't feel bad
Angela watched her day after day
and soon her stomach would also obey

When Little Angela's brother felt harm
He ate boxes of pills and cut up his arm
When Angela saw it she fell of her bike
'cause all she wanted was to be him alike

Little Angela was soon flipping out
Her question was always what life was about
Every morning she went of to school
just to get thrown in the huge swimmingpool

Little Angela was always alone
At the age of five she drove on her own
She drove down the corner and crashed in a tree
her daddy wondered who the bastard might be

Little Angela died pretty soon
she went up to heaven and swung by the moon
But God had a bad mood and would not let her trough
"Paradise isn't ment for screw-ups like you"

Little Angela sat down and cried
This wasn't what she'd expected when she first died
She spat on the passage and tagged on the wall
It's sad, but she was no angel after all [comments] => 4 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 48 [informant] => gothicangel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Angela's suicide

Contributed by gothicangel on Sunday, 28th March 2004 @ 07:38:19 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Little Angela was one of a kind
At the age of two her dad screwed up her mind
He didn't like her cute little cheak
So he cut it of and was gone for a week

Little Angela's mother was mad
She threw up her dinner so she wouldn't feel bad
Angela watched her day after day
and soon her stomach would also obey

When Little Angela's brother felt harm
He ate boxes of pills and cut up his arm
When Angela saw it she fell of her bike
'cause all she wanted was to be him alike

Little Angela was soon flipping out
Her question was always what life was about
Every morning she went of to school
just to get thrown in the huge swimmingpool

Little Angela was always alone
At the age of five she drove on her own
She drove down the corner and crashed in a tree
her daddy wondered who the bastard might be

Little Angela died pretty soon
she went up to heaven and swung by the moon
But God had a bad mood and would not let her trough
"Paradise isn't ment for screw-ups like you"

Little Angela sat down and cried
This wasn't what she'd expected when she first died
She spat on the passage and tagged on the wall
It's sad, but she was no angel after all




Copyright © gothicangel ... [ 2004-03-28 07:38:19]
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Re: Angela's suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by sheri on Sunday, 28th March 2004 @ 08:10:09 AM AEST
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This poem is very sad too me, I hope it's based on fiction. Even so, you did a great job telling of a little girl's great pain.


Re: Angela's suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by JennyFruFru on Sunday, 28th March 2004 @ 12:06:26 PM AEST
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This is terribly sad.... and its even sadder when you realize that sum people have lifes like this.... nice write :)


Re: Angela's suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Sunday, 28th March 2004 @ 12:13:50 PM AEST
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oh my god.... this is so Heart wrenching! so so sad. well written. i liked this poem alot. wonderfully done. great write by a great writer.
Arden


Re: Angela's suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 06:56:58 PM AEST
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wow, now that one makes you think. This is really depressing, and yet, I like it.




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