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Sunday, July 18, 2004

   average sunday
Today is just another boring day. My typical Sunday up early in the morning for work then work around house till 4:00, and then I get to live my pathetic excuse for a life.

I can’t wait for Tuesday when I can burn some metal hopefully I don’t try to weld my glove to the metal again, but that actual sounds like fun now I have a great plan for Tuesday HaHaHa. If there are gapes in my updates then you know my plan worked.

These poems seemed to stand out to me to day and appealed to my nature.
Enjoy

!WAR!
by Devils Denial

The thunder rolls
And the lightning flashes
The nearby trees
Turn to ashes

The planes fly overhead
Am I alive or am I dead?
Shells drop all around
And the dead, litter the ground

The artillery snaps around my ears
My friends fall down
And down come tears
A bomb drops and soothes my fears

The battlefield fades into white
And a silence grips the night
There's no more hurt and no more pain
And I'm with my pals again

Blood flowed in rivers red
And underneath the poppy bed
The fallen lie dead
NOTE UNFOUND
By Jenine

‘If tomorrow I'm not around,
Won't answer the phone call.
And yesterday saw me looking down,
Know I've taken my last fall.

If when you call my name,
And there is no answer back.
Remember all my pain?
The ‘Will', I did lack.

If when you come around,
And ask where I am.
My mother hasn't heard a sound,
Take her hand.

If you wake up from nightmares,
Where I am bleeding from my wrists.
Know I'm sick of the stares,
And contemplated death.

If you still haven't heard from me,
And a week has gone by.
Know no-one has heard my plea,
This is my letter of suicide.'
'
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