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Array ( [sid] => 83760 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Too Late [time] => 2005-02-09 23:57:48 [hometext] => Ispent a lot of time on it so please comment i would highly appreciate it - thank you [bodytext] => I love to dream
I love to feel the fresh air
running at me
I love to see what i want to see

But now my life is twisted
And all wrong
I can no longer dream
Only nightmares now

The fresh air is now polluted
It only makes me cough
Its getting hard to breathe
I wish it all would cease

I later found out my nightmares were true
Telling me of what i must do
My life was falling apart
. . .

And now i do not own i life
Cause i wouldnt drop the knife
I hate my discision now
Im starting to miss that life i adored

I only wish I could live life once more

[comments] => 6 [counter] => 233 [topic] => 36 [informant] => catz77 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

Too Late

Contributed by catz77 on Wednesday, 9th February 2005 @ 11:57:48 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

I love to dream
I love to feel the fresh air
running at me
I love to see what i want to see

But now my life is twisted
And all wrong
I can no longer dream
Only nightmares now

The fresh air is now polluted
It only makes me cough
Its getting hard to breathe
I wish it all would cease

I later found out my nightmares were true
Telling me of what i must do
My life was falling apart
. . .

And now i do not own i life
Cause i wouldnt drop the knife
I hate my discision now
Im starting to miss that life i adored

I only wish I could live life once more

Copyright © catz77 ... [ 2005-02-09 23:57:48]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Too Late (User Rating: 1 )
by ForeverAlone on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 12:12:44 AM AEST
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How much time Is alot of time....?
Cause its good but ALOT of time... No offence but no more then 20-30 minuts max....Sorry If I hurt your feelings
BTW please stop the Asking for comments, Its annoying....Even when you are polite about it.
I really did like the ending though...

If your mad... Well You shot yourself in the foot by asking for comments... :(

Clark

Re: Too Late (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 12:20:28 AM AEST
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It all sounds so sad..too bad some here see the small picture and not the big one..knit picking..sorry about that.

Of course, editors do the same thing and are really critical.. but then this isn't a publishing house LOL..and the comments aren't usually form professionals..and they could be kind..

You sound ill..are you??

Re: Too Late (User Rating: 1 )
by catz77 on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 12:29:03 AM AEST
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thanks

Re: Too Late (User Rating: 1 )
by DeathChild on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 07:52:51 AM AEST
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First of all...dont bother yourslef with Clark's comments.Who the hell is he to tell how much time you have to write a poem.A poem's a poem.What's he gonna do next.Walk up to an author and say, 'sorry but your book doesn't count.you took more than a day to write it".

Here's my comments.Good poem.It's written my feelings witch I could never do.Very emotional witch is always good.Nice write.

-Child

Re: Too Late (User Rating: 1 )
by Dri on Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 05:55:55 PM AEST
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well, I thought this was really good, even if some don't... what's up with all the negativity? who knows. anyway, artfully done, keep it up.

Re: Too Late (User Rating: 1 )
by Hakiokusaken on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 05:36:07 PM AEST
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Excellent write, but you're too young to be writting about death. You still have alot to live for. Good Job. Keep it up.

*Hakiokusaken*

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