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Die yesterday
Contributed by
Alessa
on
Saturday, 1st May 2004 @ 07:41:41 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I want to die yesterday,
in my grave I want to lay.
Kill myself like Kurt Cobain,
kill this blood running through my veins.
Put the gun to my head,
as I lay on my bed.
I've been like this for a while,
always sad not able to smile.
Hopefully I will soon be gone,
someone else will sing my song.
As I pull the trigger,
the hole in my head getting bigger.
I bleed onto my sheets,
I should have done this nice and neat.
Copyright ©
Alessa
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2004-05-01 07:41:41]
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Re: Die yesterday
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by 2ndChance on
Saturday, 1st May 2004 @ 08:52:35 AM AEST
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| There is no one that could ever sing your song...because they too have a song...keep singing, and maybe one day, the world will hear your voice... |
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Re: Die yesterday
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by Broken-glass on
Saturday, 1st May 2004 @ 09:54:22 AM AEST
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| I hope you don't feel how you did yesterday... today. |
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Re: Die yesterday
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by ksprincess42004 on
Saturday, 1st May 2004 @ 01:07:16 PM AEST
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| This reminds me of a news story I once read. There was a man that but plastic all around his kitchen and over his head before he killed himself. The police thought it was strange, even murder at first. Then they found the suicide note...I remember it read something like...I didn't want to make a mess, my wife would kill me. I know that there are no words that can make you see a silver lining to your life, because I've been where you are at right now. But if you keep breathing and keep waking up everyday, even if you dont know why, the pain subsides. Good write. |
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