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Time
Contributed by
MiSS_B
on
Thursday, 30th September 2004 @ 09:45:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Time is all a waste for me
It has no meaning at all
It makes my life a living hell
the time never stops
it continues my pain
it carrys on my crave
how come it can't just stop
turn to heaven
make it just stop
every tick is a mile of pain
every tear is one more game
stop playing me
stop the clock
turn off the lights
leave me alone
im left to die
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MiSS_B
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2004-09-30 21:45:07]
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Re: Time
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by n2dep2care on
Thursday, 30th September 2004 @ 10:40:22 PM AEST
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Your pain is very clear, every word seeps with it. Intriguing write, yet disturbing. Very awesome piece.
Laurie |
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Re: Time
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by Essentially9 on
Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 10:31:13 PM AEST
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| good write. |
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Re: Time
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 3rd August 2006 @ 04:37:32 PM AEST
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i love this...i love raw emotion poems...i especially like the "stop the clock" part of it...
great write,
- Bethani - |
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