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Array ( [sid] => 87300 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => beautiful girl/my crutch [time] => 2005-03-12 21:30:12 [hometext] => been kind of sad and depressed lately...so i've written a couple of poems....heres 2 of them.. [bodytext] => She was beautiful.
perfect, flawless porcelion skin.
her dark espresso hair that
waved and blew in the wind.
her eyes a bright shade of envy green,
with a tint of forest.
She was beautiful.
But inside--
She was broken.
like a shattered mirror thrown
against the wall
into a million pieces
of hurt and pain.
She lost everything--
her sanity, friends, family,
her life.
no more to return to the
self she once knew so well.
Even in dispair though,
She was beautiful.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My Crutch

Your back again,
i should have known you would be.
i thought i was better then this.
i thought i didn't need them--
but i was wrong.
All those feelings of disgust, anger and
hate towards myself started
again when i stopped using them.
They are my crutch,
my need,
a crucial part of my daily life.
Your never going to
leave me alone.
You will haunt me with out them.
there is never a moment i'm
not thinking of you, of them.
i will sink
and they will bite my legs,
grab me and never let go,
never let go.

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beautiful girlmy crutch

Contributed by brown_eyez_ on Saturday, 12th March 2005 @ 09:30:12 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

She was beautiful.
perfect, flawless porcelion skin.
her dark espresso hair that
waved and blew in the wind.
her eyes a bright shade of envy green,
with a tint of forest.
She was beautiful.
But inside--
She was broken.
like a shattered mirror thrown
against the wall
into a million pieces
of hurt and pain.
She lost everything--
her sanity, friends, family,
her life.
no more to return to the
self she once knew so well.
Even in dispair though,
She was beautiful.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My Crutch

Your back again,
i should have known you would be.
i thought i was better then this.
i thought i didn't need them--
but i was wrong.
All those feelings of disgust, anger and
hate towards myself started
again when i stopped using them.
They are my crutch,
my need,
a crucial part of my daily life.
Your never going to
leave me alone.
You will haunt me with out them.
there is never a moment i'm
not thinking of you, of them.
i will sink
and they will bite my legs,
grab me and never let go,
never let go.

Copyright © brown_eyez_ ... [ 2005-03-12 21:30:12]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: beautiful girlmy crutch (User Rating: 1 )
by helianthus on Saturday, 12th March 2005 @ 11:10:25 PM AEST
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beautiful girl made me cry

It made me think of my sister. She had such a bad life. "even in despair" she was beautiful. She was killed by her ex-boyfriend. I'll post the one I wrote about her. These girls sound so much alike, except for the green eyes. She had espresso browns. ugh...I miss her.

Thank you for such a lovely one.

Re: beautiful girlmy crutch (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 12th March 2005 @ 11:17:34 PM AEST
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beautiful girl:
absolutely gorgeous, it breathes

my crutch:
excellent expression of feelings, very sad.......

hugs n' love nessa

@->>->:-

Re: beautiful girlmy crutch (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 13th March 2005 @ 05:30:47 AM AEST
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great writes.
huggs,
emy

Re: beautiful girlmy crutch (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Sunday, 13th March 2005 @ 03:27:04 PM AEST
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I agree with Ladyfawn these words breathe. Lovely writes. Much peace to you.

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