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Array ( [sid] => 24600 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => silver sharp knife [time] => 2003-10-08 04:33:05 [hometext] => ok the gramer i know is terrible [bodytext] => my days been so bad
it makes me so god damn mad
then i rember that silver sharp knife the one that loves to slice

second day and third just get worse
i feel so empty
look theirs that silver sharp knife the one that loves to slice

im waking up
i know iv got to face the world
who knew this pain could exsist in this happy girl
laying on the bed beside me my only support is that silver sharp knife the one that loves to slice

its the end of the day now i reach for the phone
but theirs no one to call
no one has time
except that little sharp knife that just took its last slice with it it took my life [comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 36 [informant] => loopylou [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
silver sharp knife

Contributed by loopylou on Wednesday, 8th October 2003 @ 04:33:05 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



my days been so bad
it makes me so god damn mad
then i rember that silver sharp knife the one that loves to slice

second day and third just get worse
i feel so empty
look theirs that silver sharp knife the one that loves to slice

im waking up
i know iv got to face the world
who knew this pain could exsist in this happy girl
laying on the bed beside me my only support is that silver sharp knife the one that loves to slice

its the end of the day now i reach for the phone
but theirs no one to call
no one has time
except that little sharp knife that just took its last slice with it it took my life




Copyright © loopylou ... [ 2003-10-08 04:33:05]
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Re: silver sharp knife (User Rating: 1 )
by corrupted_minds on Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 06:14:43 AM AEST
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good poem, maybe you need to work on how you present it but thats not really a big factor of the actual talent involved in writing a poem. good work and keep it up.
Woei Queen




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