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stabbed in the back
Contributed by
spazz911
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Thursday, 21st April 2005 @ 08:47:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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stabbed in the back
the blood gushing down
and I look up and I see you laughing
that blood chilling laugh
that look in your eyes
it stays there until
you are watching me die
then your face goes slack
and the aplogies rain out
"It was only an accident'
yea right you only judged
you just stood there
as I poured out my heart and my soul
threw our trust in the garbage and let it all go
you tossed all that I feel
and all that I thought
you don't know what my voices scream
you have no idea why I feel so mean
so I've stopped letting you into my life
all that your causing is hurt and discord
I tired of being stabbed in the back
of you seeing my blood poor out
and laughing as you turn your back
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Re: stabbed in the back
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by greeneyes on
Thursday, 21st April 2005 @ 09:18:04 PM AEST
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Great write, we all go through this some time in our lives. You espressed this very well.
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Re: stabbed in the back
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by blue_angel on
Thursday, 21st April 2005 @ 09:23:33 PM AEST
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omg... casey... the tears wont stop falling... thanks for pointing out all of my faults, thanks for making me feel so useless, so pointless, so... unimportant. thank you for putting this new burden on me... now i have to live with this disappointment, this regret and doubt. how did i hurt you? just tell me... how? im not laughing, i never turned my back on you where are you getting this from?
the tears wont stop... you did this to me again...
must... hide... sharp objects...... |
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