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Pain
Contributed by
chiggerhead
on
Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 02:38:17 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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It burns
But it's an icy burn
Like a cool winter day
Sitting alone in the snow
Peaceful and silent
T r a n q u i l
Yet the feeling of guilt peirces my stomach
I'm not supposed to be here
It's too peaceful to be unsuspicious
Suddenly, the snow turns to flames
and the smoke consumes me
I'm choking
Gasping for another chance to breathe
Squeezing my eyes shut tight
Telling myself none of this is real
I push my way through the smoke
and open my eyes
The smoke is gone and I can breathe again
But the sting of the burns left behind
reminds me of the hurt I felt before
Copyright ©
chiggerhead
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2004-01-11 02:38:17]
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Re: Pain
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by EmSal on
Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 02:46:05 AM AEST
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Wow...definately loved and related to the last two lines...I feel this. Awesome imagery in your whole write. Good job.
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Re: Pain
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by jaeann on
Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 06:30:55 AM AEST
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| oh wow.......very good.....but the sting of the burns left behind........yes!!!! |
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Re: Pain
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by CountryGirl on
Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 01:37:34 PM AEST
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WOW isn't the word for it. I have felt this before and could never really get the words out right. You did it. Congrats.
peggy |
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