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15. A number of years I had been surviving since I had gone through so much.
Too much to bear on my shoulders.

Cutting. Lack Of Starvation.
Some things I went through you would never understand.

My peers, my family, my friends and my love being dissapointed in my actions.

My cuts. Still visible in my eyes.
No one else can see them except me since they haunt me as if it's a nightmare.

My lack of starvation affecting me since I forget to eat.
Forgetting as if it's not in my memory anymore. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 13 [informant] => BabiBoricua314 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

15

Contributed by BabiBoricua314 on Friday, 28th July 2006 @ 02:53:29 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

15. A number of years I had been living.
15. A number of years I had been surviving since I had gone through so much.
Too much to bear on my shoulders.

Cutting. Lack Of Starvation.
Some things I went through you would never understand.

My peers, my family, my friends and my love being dissapointed in my actions.

My cuts. Still visible in my eyes.
No one else can see them except me since they haunt me as if it's a nightmare.

My lack of starvation affecting me since I forget to eat.
Forgetting as if it's not in my memory anymore.

Copyright © BabiBoricua314 ... [ 2006-07-28 14:53:29]
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Re: 15 (User Rating: 1 )
by chaos78 on Friday, 28th July 2006 @ 05:40:05 PM AEST
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good write u would be surpise at how many people understand the things u go though
so many other have gone though the same

Re: 15 (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Friday, 28th July 2006 @ 07:00:09 PM AEST
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We are all put through the trials of life, but it's how we deal with them that matters. I've had more than my fair shares of downs in my life. It's how I've handled them that matters.
You are young, vibrant and have your whole future in front of you. You are beautiful and unique in your own special way. Cutting is not the answer my friend, it never has been and it never will be. Believe in yourself you have alot to offer. Look deep inside yourself. You have always had it in you. If you ever need to talk I am but a pm away.
Chin up and may ur days be ahead be bright & blessed always. Take care.
love, hugs n prayers,
suzie Q

Re: 15 (User Rating: 1 )
by Adam on Tuesday, 18th November 2008 @ 01:01:03 AM AEST
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I hope the cuts are metaphorical, because if you can bleed prose like this at 15, the world needs you to stay here and write.

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