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The Girl
written by XsouredXfaithX06:47 AM 2/6/05she walks herself down the halls
away from the people
up against the walls
being sure to keep far from them all
these people make her feel like shit
as if she means nothing
they dont even regert doing it
they say'she dug her own pit'
they dont realize the greatness of her pain
they think nothing of her feelings
if they only knew they are the ones who make her tears come like rain
on her heart they have left an agonizing stain
her life was lived in constant fear
its not like she wanted all this pain
they came from the things she was forced to hear
she just prayed her end was near
they cause her to do things to herself you would have never thought
they never bothered to notice her so no one ever knew
but then there was the day she got caught
until then her happy appearence had been bought
she sat in her room with a knife
she knew what she wanted to do
this would be the last day of her life
and it would end with one simple swipe
the world stared in wonder as they all stopped to see
a girl with a note in her pocket
she had written the things that people wouldnt believe
but now that girl has been set free |
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» Comments / Feedback | by Danny43090 (2-6-2005 - 07:24 AM)
I liked it....very deep poem on suicide... you do well describing inner pain in your works
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by LostInDarkness (2-12-2005 - 01:16 AM)
Very good.. thanks for the advice on mine, I am expanding my poems to new subjects those are just old ones that I have had for a while my newer ones will be posted soon, so let me know what ya think of them. You , btw, are a very good writer! You seem to find all the right words to express your pain. Keep up the good work! |
by ekibyo_drakmord (3-2-2005 - 12:02 AM)
i cant believe the detail and imagery you can come up with, i might just have to steal some of your talent |
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