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look what you did
Contributed by
bethers_is_my_baby
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Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 04:26:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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no one loves me no one cares dont you touch me dont you dare get away you stupid ***** i cut my arm it starts to itch ill make a noose and tie it tight flip the switch turn out the light get a chair set it up jump right off wait till dusk come on in see me hang such a beautiful site and song i sang now you know just what you did how much i hurt why i hid you think im gone but you just wait i will not pass throught the gates ill be back to haunt you at night fill your life with pain and strife i will not stop till your soul is dead till you live in fear thats what you dread ill do to you what you did to me ill make you live in misery and then my soul will be set free.
Copyright 2005 Amanda Hope Indelicato
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Re: look what you did
(User Rating: 1 ) by heartquake on
Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 04:38:41 PM AEST (User
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great write, its, what i like to call, an SSSP poem, short, sweet, simple and powerful... i doubt that'll ever catch on, I just do it for my own personal jollies... but anywho, i liked the suicidal aspects of the poems and how you use it to get back at someone through pain nd eventual death of yourself... that being said,I don't condone suicide in any sort of way... except when mentioned in poetry...keep up the good work |
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Re: look what you did
(User Rating: 1 ) by ElatedNBliss on
Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 05:34:34 PM AEST (User
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guess everyone's got a noose in the closet. but i love the part when u say you'll haunt them. a powerful poem with a dash of suicide always makes a great write in my book. |
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