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Remembering Halley

Contributed by Crimson_Rose on Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 06:37:07 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



They never knew what was wrong with her,
She kept her heavy emotions bottled up inside
Halley never risked telling her problems,
In paralyzing fear of the outcome

Her problems came from school,
Other people teasing her because of their own insecurities
None of her friends even knew,
If they did, she would still be alive

Halleys parents found her one-day,
They stormed up to her room,
Ready to yell at her for no reason
Her father soon opened the door

A bottle of nameless pills was in her ashen hand,
The bottle had been tagged full,
But all the round, white pills were gone
She had over dosed, hoping to suffuse her sorrow

Mom & Dad stood with their eyes wide open,
When closed, a waterfall came rushing
A penetrating scream filled the emptiest places of the house
Her father sadly kneeled to her, and held her limp body

Halleys diary was later found,
Were she had confessed all her issues
She wrote a letter there, saying sorry
Her diary was kept, in her loving memory




Copyright © Crimson_Rose ... [ 2005-01-10 18:37:07]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Remembering Halley (User Rating: 1 )
by jjones12 on Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 07:22:51 PM AEST
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i think that poem was awsome it mad me cry,i feel like you were talking about me.
well it was great!
=Jen=
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Re: Remembering Halley (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 09:43:26 PM AEST
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powerful and well written. excellent message.


Re: Remembering Halley (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 06:20:11 AM AEST
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such a strong message, very powerful and hard hitting poem,
pixie xx




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