Array ( [sid] => 166471 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Gone [time] => 2011-06-04 21:41:39 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I sit on my bed,
thinking of my next move,
I tried to ,
but I avoid you,
no eye contact,
and all I feel is regret,
as it tears at my gut like a knife,
finding it's way through the skin,
I stare out my window,
and think
think
think and work my way to the knife,
and pull it out
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Gone
Date: Saturday, 4th June 2011 @ 09:41:39 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: LizzyC
I sit on my bed,
thinking of my next move,
I tried to ,
but I avoid you,
no eye contact,
and all I feel is regret,
as it tears at my gut like a knife,
finding it's way through the skin,
I stare out my window,
and think
think
think and work my way to the knife,
and pull it out
No More

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