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Suicide
written by pongster18210:54 PM 10/26/04Images of life without change,
lingering in the eyes of the blamed.
Blamed for holding back,
and wishing for things to go black.
Blindness and ignorance holding their hearts,
why is moving on so hard.
All try to forget what they don't need,
but the memories cause us to bleed.
Without blood,
life is unbalanced.
Pain and pleasure.
Life and death.
Anger and happiness.
We're all caught as prisoners
of this new disease,
killing us out one by one.
I fall as one of its victims.
This is my change
that you cannot halt,
just like every other one you had,
that I tried to stop. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
heh, this was supposed to be bout my friends changing and the guilt that i felt leavin some of them behind and stuff. but look! its bout suicide...kinda.
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