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[title] => isn't it funny
[time] => 2004-06-17 23:23:30
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[bodytext] => Pain fills up a lot of space but you can't just get rid of it It has to flow through some how Right? death takes up a lot of space when my bloods flowing on the ground and the floor catches it tears fall into it a coffin where ill rest forever even in the cold weather But you no what you can't get rid of anything! Nothing ever goes away! Not the blood sinking into the white carpet not the twisted thoughts of dieing not the pain the memories nothing will ever go away! What am I telling you this for right can't explain it its something you feel right? Yeah it is funny isn’t it? How words can just pass someone by Never think about it until one night the person who said those words are lying on there bedroom floor drowning in there own blood with bloodshot eyes wounds open wide a note beside the bed telling the parents what happened then you think about what they said when its to late funny isn’t it Until those voices in your head make you snap When it feels like you lost totally control over your self And those voices tell you what to do when it’s to late you think back ***** I should have listened Funny isn’t it when someone says something that puts someone over the edge with the hole you have to be perfect and ***** and someone says ***** it another dead kid in the middle of the living room taking them out in a stretcher with a sheet over there head yellow tape surrounding the house and all you can think about is damn I should of listen funny And when this kid is you when you’re the one dead in the middle of your room and your parents find you bleeding from every possible place on your body And maybe just maybe the person you talked to the night before would have listened they could have saved you and now there just thinking ***** I should have listened Isn’t it funny how people don’t try to listen when people let things slip by when people let even there friends die when –they- could of done something No it isn’t funny! It’s not a joke! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 328 [topic] => 36 [informant] => lexxie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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