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Array ( [sid] => 78462 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => ---Human Perfection--- [time] => 2005-01-04 17:28:52 [hometext] => This poem is kind of about me....in a weird way I guess....leave a comment if you want... [bodytext] =>
A bruised arm.
She had to lie.
A bleeding wrist.
No time to cry.
This is the end.
She s giving up, after a 2 year fight.
Tried to act fine, tried to fit in&
But the line between death and human perfection is rather thin.
She ll hang herself or blow away her head.
She ll suffocate, or drown herself.
Either way she s left on the shelf.
In a picture frame or what she use to be, happy and care-free.
But something went wrong in the deepest of her mind.
There are many mysteries to what you will find, when you tear the suicide note from her clinging hand.
Remember this was not what she planned...
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---Human Perfection---

Contributed by addicted2selfharm on Tuesday, 4th January 2005 @ 05:28:52 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

A bruised arm.
She had to lie.
A bleeding wrist.
No time to cry.
This is the end.
She s giving up, after a 2 year fight.
Tried to act fine, tried to fit in&
But the line between death and human perfection is rather thin.
She ll hang herself or blow away her head.
She ll suffocate, or drown herself.
Either way she s left on the shelf.
In a picture frame or what she use to be, happy and care-free.
But something went wrong in the deepest of her mind.
There are many mysteries to what you will find, when you tear the suicide note from her clinging hand.
Remember this was not what she planned...

Copyright © addicted2selfharm ... [ 2005-01-04 17:28:52]
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Re: ---Human Perfection--- (User Rating: 1 )
by poetmarie on Tuesday, 4th January 2005 @ 06:38:02 PM AEST
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Very sad. I like how the first four lines are short and really convey the message of the poem but then you go on to tell a little more and delve deeper into the darkness of the moment. And again, the image of a fading picture - of what used to be. I've used a similar analogy only with a mirror in a short story.

Re: ---Human Perfection--- (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 12:06:30 PM AEST
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Not to bad..Good post

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