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Thursday, March 24, 2005
New poem
I wish all of you could see the illustration on this poem... it adds to it quite a bit... onto the poem...
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"Untitled"
My heart... it has been squeezed full of pain...
So great that it is hard to stay sane...
I stand alone is the people's rain...
With no shoulder to lean for comfort...
Lost hope of life... I continue to stare at this knife...
Which rests in my heart...
From the time of the past...
With the memories of the last...
I hope greatly to be dead...
To be shot in the head...
To end my life...
With a single knife...
The cuts on my shoulder...
Bleed tainted blood of black...
The thoughts of this world...
Being covered by a sheet of darkness...
A sheet of death...
Emotions locked inside my very being...
Rip my heart from it's place of rest...
This is what I believe is best...
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That is all for today... I want to know what you guys think... I want to see comments...
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