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June 21, 2005 01:10:28

I like that. I know how u feel

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.

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

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.

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.

eternalyalone89 November 29, 2004 06:21:46

Wow... that was really good...

May 10, 2005 01:49:43

your not alone. i feel you.

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..

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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