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Array ( [sid] => 35533 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Once again my sliver blade [time] => 2004-02-19 10:01:58 [hometext] => things just have been really hard for me, my writing has been really sucky lately, my emotions are going crazy, and i have been having just a really bad time. so Enjoy my poem and tell me what you think. [bodytext] => when i was only 14,
i did not feel like a teen
i was forced to go where i had'nt before,
most of the time i felt i was on a tour

my heart was on the floor,
crying out for someone to love me more,
i met what i thought was my dream,
and the last member of my team,

but not to far down the road,
i lost that path of which i had rode,
my dreams came crashing,
and there was no more laughing,

he became so serious about everything,
and we weren't any longer a thing,
now i have turned 16,
and i dont smile with gleem,

i just feel like i can cry,
most of the time i just want to die,
i once again took a sliver blade,
all the pictures started to fade,

what would my life be like if i had never met you,
would i still be sitting here so blue?
my rose has started wilting,
for once im not the one guilting,

becasue my life has been taken away,
for everything i just let lay,
as my blood drips from my arm once again,
i dream that i was only 10,

there would be no problems or worries,
all there would be is bed time stories,
there tears wouldn't come to pain,
only the little scraps i made,

so maybe today i will look towards the sky,
because my God is there,
where i shall lay

~Lindsay Kollar~ [comments] => 1 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 13 [informant] => icryblacktearz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Once again my sliver blade

Contributed by icryblacktearz on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 10:01:58 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



when i was only 14,
i did not feel like a teen
i was forced to go where i had'nt before,
most of the time i felt i was on a tour

my heart was on the floor,
crying out for someone to love me more,
i met what i thought was my dream,
and the last member of my team,

but not to far down the road,
i lost that path of which i had rode,
my dreams came crashing,
and there was no more laughing,

he became so serious about everything,
and we weren't any longer a thing,
now i have turned 16,
and i dont smile with gleem,

i just feel like i can cry,
most of the time i just want to die,
i once again took a sliver blade,
all the pictures started to fade,

what would my life be like if i had never met you,
would i still be sitting here so blue?
my rose has started wilting,
for once im not the one guilting,

becasue my life has been taken away,
for everything i just let lay,
as my blood drips from my arm once again,
i dream that i was only 10,

there would be no problems or worries,
all there would be is bed time stories,
there tears wouldn't come to pain,
only the little scraps i made,

so maybe today i will look towards the sky,
because my God is there,
where i shall lay

~Lindsay Kollar~




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Re: Once again my sliver blade (User Rating: 1 )
by Jason_Robert_Britt on Friday, 20th February 2004 @ 04:39:42 AM AEST
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very powerfully real... not sucky at all. you did quite well telling it real, and making it emotionally despairing. i liked it, but, if you know me at all, you'd know i loved the darkside. looking foward to more.




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