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untitled
Contributed by
LOSTinU
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Friday, 9th July 2004 @ 03:06:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
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This depression is going to kill me
My relentless thoughts of death and suicide will cause my lungs to stop taking in air
My hoplessness and despair will stop my heart from pumping blood to my vital organs
My loneliness will kill my senses and erase my memory
It'll be quick
I wont feel a thing
My body will grow cold and i will fall into unconciusness
HOME AT LAST
Resting forever in the darkness and silence
The only place i've ever felt safe
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LOSTinU
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2004-07-09 03:06:12]
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Re: untitled
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by tbird on
Friday, 9th July 2004 @ 09:15:19 AM AEST
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| I think most of us have been where you are. I hope you find peace my friend and may that be the subject of your next poem. |
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Re: untitled
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by bobotheclown on
Friday, 9th July 2004 @ 05:51:31 PM AEST
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very direct sometimes just a spewing of thoughts gets the job done while other times poetry needs to be written and re-written and blah blah. Personally, I think this poem could have used a bit more work, but it was still quite good.
Bobo (Joel) |
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