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Array ( [sid] => 55750 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What he'll be giving up... [time] => 2004-07-11 18:04:56 [hometext] => This was written about when I was raped a few months ago...and what I think read and comment thanks [bodytext] => A dulcet kind of ecstacy
you grimace at lonliness
self pity makes you stronger
I envy the smile
smothered onto your face
you drought my gratitude
and find amusement
in my cold shrieks
you embrace my fear
which was brought upon me
with your rage
I regret the giggle I let out
after a kiss I gave with confidence
you abondon my absent mind
after getting what you longed to find
I guess I was adequate to your needs
I didnt relinquish my virginity
yet it was taken away
my days from then felt hopeless
half a years gone by
when I still remember it
I want to die
even a painful death
couldnt take what you had that night
even me putting up a fight
I felt like a helpless child
in my mind today you and I were allied
feeling again like I should have died
I wanna be invigorated
I know you probably still remember my reaction
the act you pulled was hardly impetuous
I wish you were the one chastised
but its ok
you wont make it half way through gods light
and I will watch above and laugh as you plead and fight
youll remember what for me you had to give up
as you turn around and drink
from the devils welcoming cup [comments] => 2 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Living_In_My_Dream [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
What he'll be giving up...

Contributed by Living_In_My_Dream on Sunday, 11th July 2004 @ 06:04:56 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



A dulcet kind of ecstacy
you grimace at lonliness
self pity makes you stronger
I envy the smile
smothered onto your face
you drought my gratitude
and find amusement
in my cold shrieks
you embrace my fear
which was brought upon me
with your rage
I regret the giggle I let out
after a kiss I gave with confidence
you abondon my absent mind
after getting what you longed to find
I guess I was adequate to your needs
I didnt relinquish my virginity
yet it was taken away
my days from then felt hopeless
half a years gone by
when I still remember it
I want to die
even a painful death
couldnt take what you had that night
even me putting up a fight
I felt like a helpless child
in my mind today you and I were allied
feeling again like I should have died
I wanna be invigorated
I know you probably still remember my reaction
the act you pulled was hardly impetuous
I wish you were the one chastised
but its ok
you wont make it half way through gods light
and I will watch above and laugh as you plead and fight
youll remember what for me you had to give up
as you turn around and drink
from the devils welcoming cup




Copyright © Living_In_My_Dream ... [ 2004-07-11 18:04:56]
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Re: What he'll be giving up... (User Rating: 1 )
by rugby_player on Sunday, 11th July 2004 @ 11:14:20 PM AEST
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WOW great job...good way of expressing your self.....i'm glad you didn't die that day...i hate what happend to you....that guy is lucky i can't find him....but anyways great write...be strong


Re: What he'll be giving up... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 23rd July 2004 @ 02:54:32 PM AEST
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I am so sorry you had to experience that. It is such a sick demented crime. If it was not so heinous I could almost pity the violator, but it is far beyond pity, it is a disgustingly, deeply embedded disease that affects others lives also.

Rita




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