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A Friendly Gift
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A Friendly Gift |
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LRAW Junior Member
since 1999-11-06
Posts 15 |
A Friendly Gift Give me a Knife Or maybe a gun Speak to me slowly Or I will run Cover me up And pretend I'm not there Feel me shout And breath all my air Hello again you thought I was dead Maybe I am but we are still friends Yes we are still friends Tuesday was just a prelude to truth When I broke our mirror Hate ran right through the cracks of our pit and blackness set in covered your mind time ate all your skin I was so scared when you ended my life I turned all the wheels and the lights shined so bright I ripped out my eyes so I could see straight You blanketed the sun in the name fate Hello again You thought I was dead Maybe I am But we are still friends Yes we are still friends |
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Astraea Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 378California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now |
Wow. I don't know what it was that hit me so hard with this, but wow. Lovely poem. ~Astraea "Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness." "Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things." |
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Rus Bowden Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 139 |
Hi LRAW, What a speaker you have chosen for this! Inventive and haunting. Rus |
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LenMcC1 Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 68 |
Well done! |
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