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my suicide [ [in progress] ]
Contributed by
i_have_no_name
on
Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 12:45:14 PM in AEST
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In this place there are no
pretty pink flowers and
your mercy is painted in grey.
Happiness is a sin and
when you smile Ill rip out
all your teeth and
stitch them back in.
In here
Way deep down here
it doesnt matter who you are
it just matters how you are and
if you can take it
Can you believe this?
Its like swimming in a pool of leaches
sucking so hard
its leaving you speechless
and I dont think I can do it anymore
because even the mourning doves
dont sing to me like before
so when I close my eyes
and the numbing pain of my wrist subsides
my body will leave her soul
and the world will stop spinning
I will make the time stop ticking
nothing is existing
because i am not living.
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2004-12-07 12:45:14]
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Re: my suicide [ [in progress] ]
(User Rating: 1 )
by DarkInTheWater on
Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 12:49:59 PM AEST
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| Meh, it was good in the use of vocabulary, imagery etc. But you called it 'my suicide' yet you seemed to speak of someone elses pain... |
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Re: my suicide [ [in progress] ]
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by Trisha on
Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 10:27:29 AM AEST
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| Hey. I injoy reading it |
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