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[sid] => 23398
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => It's All Too Late
[time] => 2003-09-17 22:45:00
[hometext] => This is one of my few suiide poems that I wrote when I was depressed over a guy I still loved that broke up with me 4 months before. although i didnt really do this..i sure felt like I wanted to.
[bodytext] => Everynight I sit and cry hoping you’ll come back to me. I then realize you’ll never see how I see you through my eyes. As all these thoughts of you run through my head, I wish I could remember where I’ve layed the knife from the last time I cried over you. As I search through my room, my eyes are filled with tears, I slowly slit my wrist and watch the blood as it drips. I start walking back towards my desk, where my suicide note awaits a signature. I sit over the letter as my tears wash away the words as the ocean waves do a sand castle. I finally sign it and next to it I lay a blood covered rose. I start slipping into unconsicousness, when out of no where you call me and ask me out again and say you still love me. I say back “It’s a little late for that considering I’m already dying for your love”, he apologizes but I just say “ I’m sorry but it’s too late.” I hang up the phone and fall on the cold hard floor. As I lay there motionless from loss of blood..thoughts of you are still running through my head, as well as that one last moment when you said you still loved me. After it boggled my almost dead mind, I relized that this was a mistake, and now it’s all too late. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 348 [topic] => 36 [informant] => deathwriter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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