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written by Firequeen11:05 PM 6/23/06Poem Style: freeI'm so sick of this feeling,
this crave for pain.
Can you hear me screeming????
GOD, why is my life invain?
Cure my tears, my fears.
There's nothing to believe in here,
fake figures that say they care.
Now how's that for another reflected day,
and yet another ignored pray?
Insomnia our blessing,
please catch me while you can.
So sick of life and stressing,
if only Hades would understand.
Why are we sent here to suffer,
an haltered existance in a crippled world?
A suffragette of questions,
I'll run infront of the king to proove my word.
Life is a state of puberty,
see our immaturity.
Grief and hunger will prevail,
yes, us masters will fail.
Eternal rest will be salvation,
it cannot come too soon.
I am but one creation,
awaiting forsaid doom. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
meh.. this sucks, laguage and art-wise. Point prooven tho. I'm just waiting for death. Suicidal suckers take the easey way. Life is pointless. Why cherish it??
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (6-24-2006 - 01:33 AM)
by (guest) (6-24-2006 - 01:35 AM)
| hey i understand ur pain and i kno that everything u said was true and 4 ur poem i congradulate u
kendra |
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