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darkstar Member
since 2000-08-09
Posts 230Port Richey, Fl, USA |
The End I can no longer speak My legs become weak I collapse on the floor The rain starts to pour I'm cold and I'm wet I'm not finished yet My vision gets blurry People around me in a hurry The world starts to fade out A lady begins to shout It's too late to save me My heart becomes lazy The pills in my pocket Then finally stop it No longer exsist But that was my wish |
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Lil OnE Member
since 1999-12-14
Posts 234Pasco County. Fl. |
Interesting... and deep. I liked it. Keep it up!  Never give your heart away, it will always come back broken. ~Lil OnE~ |
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firejerm Member
since 2000-06-13
Posts 217Springfield, OH, good ol USA |
Though short, this reminds me of the story of a homeless person or maybe a street ravaged teenager who feels they have no way out. It's amazing how you all can tell a story in so few lines and yet it takes me a tone of space and I'm not even sure I'm getting the point across! :P Keep up the good work, I find reading boring, but I truly enjoyed this one "Those little slices of death, how I loathe them." -Edgar Allen Poe |
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darkstar Member
since 2000-08-09
Posts 230Port Richey, Fl, USA |
Thanks... Dark Star |
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