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A Dreamt Reality
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A Dreamt Reality |
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peachesNcream Senior Member
since 2001-08-21
Posts 513Ocean Of Tears |
A bath full of blood... Is what I have come home to, I see you, but barely... You're covered from top to bottom, Tears quickly slide down my cheeks, The torture you have gone through is unbearable, My heart sinks... As I see yours in a jar on the cold counter, My stomach turns and I vomit, I look to the floor... I see the dagger that killed you, Seen before in a dream I once had, Not too long ago either, Just last night to be exact, Finally...I see... Blood all over myself, Learning that it was not a dream but... Reality. "If a thing is worth doing at all, it is worth doing badly." -Gustav Holst |
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Fading Away
since 2001-03-14
Posts 3131Lynchburg, Virginia |
Wow... hang in there, girl. Things'll look up.  Thanks for the read. --Marie "You can be idealistic for all of ten seconds before you die." (Imitation of Life) [This message has been edited by Fading Away (06-03-2003 01:35 PM).] |
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spritrider87 Member
since 2003-05-31
Posts 294NH |
hey i understand i think about that all the time. i want to get out but so many people would miss me. i bet it is the same for you. hang in there. e-mail me if you want to talk. [email protected] lost of love i am in trouble but no one knows it if you can figure out my messages thenhelp me. |
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Spine Grinder Senior Member
since 2000-10-28
Posts 1127Standing In Silence... |
Hmm....interesting... If You Wanna See A Rainbow, You've Gotta Live Through The Rain. And If You Wanna See Through Love, You've Gotta Live Through The Pain. |
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laurie Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 153canada, ontario |
seeking death, dreaming about it... sometimes its our only release from pain... but you know, when you think about it too mcuh, it starts to look like youre gonna find it no matter what u do... don't let yourself become this, you've got too much talent to lose it now... use writing as ur form of death - you can die in a poem or story and still be here the next morning, and still feel some sense of release from the pain... just don't die in the real world, please. [email protected], if u want to talk... laurie. this is good... |
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SilentTears Member
since 2003-02-15
Posts 371Lost and Broken |
Hmm...I liked this one. This isn't your normal writing style...and not what you usually write about...but I liked this a lot. Nice job, homie! Love's. As I smile at everyone else, I'm dying inside... ~Me |
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