Gallery of Pain: 11/13/96 Reviews
Reviews for 11/13/96
| June 21, 2005 01:10:28 | |
I like that. I know how u feel |
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| Tarra | June 30, 2005 04:48:53 |
with the words you creat another outlet for your pain, it comes threw to whomever reads the poem, so many can relate to you. |
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| October 24, 2005 18:05:37 | |
I think that is the most inspiring thing i have ever read, i makes me feel like someone out there understands me |
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| August 16, 2006 08:37:54 | |
that's good, i like poetry as well. You should e-mail me 'cause i'm just like you. |
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| August 16, 2006 08:37:54 | |
there are more, though you feel so alone. your words in some way bring a small crackle of light for me, in hopes that another feels what I live in daily. you write with your heart and through that I can tell you have a lot of it. don't lose that or you are truelly lost. and I hope you never are. |
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| eternalyalone89 | November 29, 2004 06:21:46 |
Wow... that was really good... |
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| May 10, 2005 01:49:43 | |
your not alone. i feel you. |
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| Mari | September 26, 2008 13:29:40 |
SUICIDE She is limp and weak- she can hardly breathe. In spite of her effort of standing her ground-her legs shatter as she crumbles back down. She lays there quiet-trying to muffle her cries-trying hard not to remeber her past and its lies. She loses control-covering her eyes, she writes a letter and puts it by her side. A few minutes later, her mother comes in. She finds her daughter covered in red- she falls in agony,her eyes pass the letter that laid by her daughters side,and with teary eyes she read:Im not different...just FUCKED UP!...Do I look HAPPY NOW? The following day was the girls funeral. Everyone came, family,relatives,and friends. No one knew that her life would come to an end- Only the girl dis.. |
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| Mari | September 26, 2008 13:29:40 |
SUICIDE She is limp and weak- she can hardly breathe. In spite of her effort of standing her ground-her legs shatter as she crumbles back down. She lays there quiet-trying to muffle her cries-trying hard not to remeber her past and its lies. She loses control-covering her eyes, she writes a letter and puts it by her side. A few minutes later, her mother comes in. She finds her daughter covered in red- she falls in agony,her eyes pass the letter that laid by her daughters side,and with teary eyes she read:Im not different...just FUCKED UP!...Do I look HAPPY NOW? The following day was the girls funeral. Everyone came, family,relatives,and friends. No one knew that her life would come to an end- Only the girl dis.. |
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