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The tear marks the door.
written by NirvanaGirl2312:37 AM 10/29/04I dont want to live,
I've lost all my hope.
The fighting wont stop.
I wish i would choke.
I sat in my room,
with the doors shut and locked.
Cried all my tears,
As i went through the shock.
I asked a simple question,
she yelled like a drunk.
I went to my room,
slammed the door shut.
Locked it up tight,
with a single tear mark.
He knocked on my door,
to argue his point.
But i didnt want to hear it,
so i cringed at his voice.
I sat in my room,
Tried to hide my face.
Dround out my sorrows,
with music and hate. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
i wrote that, this is like one of the hardest weeks of my life :-( leave comments please.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by xxxvampire_loverxxx (11-5-2004 - 12:07 AM)
| This is freaky. You're like a second me. Creepy! I like it! |
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