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Baby_Angel123 Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 63Unity, ME 
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Free My head is spinning, not sure what to do, as I stair at the gun, that sits on the shelf. Wondering how life, could do me so wrong. Wondering how, to leave this world. A world so horrid, that causes me, to pick up the gun, and with a knock at the door, the trigger is pulled. As I fall to the floor, and see the white light, I think to my self, "I am finally free". "Never give up, what ya believe in" [This message has been edited by Baby_Angel123 (01-20-2003 08:30 PM).] |
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Hallucination Member
since 2001-03-18
Posts 419 |
this is a very straight forward "Dark" poem. can't really relate to what you say in it, but it's powerful but in a "bad" way in my eyes. but a great write... Best Wishes, Brian. |
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Jaime
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lol You're lucky nobody found this. Otherwise they'd remove it.. ..but I found you.  I liked it. Plain and simple. Straight to the point. These are words I like. I like that it shows how suicidal people don't care about what they're leaving behind (life) as much as they care that they are escaping. Just do me a favour, don't kill yourself. It's really not the way to go. - Jaime Shiva went on break now look at how much it's gonna take to make this place a space where we can breathe. |
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