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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => drowning
[time] => 2003-10-06 16:29:07
[hometext] => she just feels like she is drowning...
[bodytext] => SHE just doesn’t fit in… Maybe that’s why SHE has 40,000 milligrams of aspirin in my stomach then. SHE tries to be fine. SHE wish upon that star in the night, But Damnit! It’s not working alright? Dripping scarlet of disdain, A broken angel in too much pain, Broken words unable to speak, Tears falling down her cheek. Screw up. Cant do anything right. Screw up. Ending a defeated fight. Drowning in her own vanity ,smothered in silent insanity. Brushed off as an innocent child. I'm fading after awhile. She wants not to be alone, I want to be free. she wants everyone in the world to see, she’s not just that smiling one, she’s also that frowning one. She’s drowning, Her heart is pounding. Gasping what little breath she has left, Waiting to keep a hold of that breath. You think you know her? take another guess. She’s lying in her room obsessed With how she will clean her mess On that beautiful white satin dress. Stained with her own dark red, Everything she’d always dread, She’s falling, she’s drowning, One to ten she's counting Everything that is real, She feels her life is over so why deal? With life? With the strife? Suffocating, she's drowning, she's not breathing That self sufficient heathen. She’s changed and she's seems alright, You don’t know if that is right. You dismiss the thought as nothing, That she's really isn’t fine but- NOTHING! Nothings wrong with her! Nothing is wrong with her! But she's drowning, She's surrounding She's screaming in silent cries Wishing all she could do was die. But she cant let go, She cant say good bye to her friends and go, She cant be selfish for her own happiness, And make her friends go into a state of unwanted crappiness. She's drowning, She's drowning. Suffocating, Drowning. But you don’t know what to do. You have no idea, no clue. She knows you’ll be there for her. What's wrong with her what's wrong with her? She never doubted her defeat, Sitting in a pool of deceit. Drowning in a pool of blood, Stuck in a hole of mud. Drowning in her own surrounding, Stuck in her corner, cowering. Help her, she's not free. Help her… help me. She starts to sing her last lullaby. To tell you sadly that this is good-bye. She's drowning, her lullaby. Goodbye. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 260 [topic] => 48 [informant] => frozensuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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