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» Poem: Pop
written by Xperfectionthroughsilence
01:13 PM 4/23/05
Its A Big Room,
So She Sits In The Middle,
Its A Dark Room,
So She Lights A Candle,
She Reaches Into her Bag,
And Pulls Out That Knife,

Her Blood Runs Cold,
As She Pulls It Closer To Her Wrist,
A Crimson Bubble Appears,
As Pain Pumps Through Her Veins,
Everything is Louder Now,
Nothing Seems So Bad,

Rolls Her Sleeves Back Down,
Pinching Her Jumper Between Her Thumb And Finger,
Her Deed Is Done,
Her Pain has Gone,
Shes Got Longer To Live Now,
Nothing Seems So Bad,

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by Shhh_Itssecret (4-23-2005 - 01:15 PM)
I really liked it! It's iteresting, It makes you wanna read it twice. :)

by Xperfectionthroughsilence (4-23-2005 - 01:21 PM)

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