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Array ( [sid] => 58671 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => 2nights the night for my suicide [time] => 2004-08-03 06:10:00 [hometext] => I think this one speaks for it's self. Please leave comments cos they are very welcome [bodytext] => The thudding heart beat in my chest,
After all these years would be put to rest,
Growing old age was not my fear,
And now my future was still clear,

Life is hell, and deaths a dream,
An untouchable moment it may seem,
I’ve for filled my life, I’ve been a b****,
The illusions shown are as black as pitch,

Touch my skin to see I’m real,
Put your hand to my chest and try to feel,
My hearts still beating, each beat is sorrow,
So I’m going now don’t want to see tomorrow,

Gothic morals lead me to see,
This life of ours was not made for me,
These days and nights bring me pain and anguish,
And with a final kiss, it’s me you wont miss,

I’ve done my chores, I’ve cleaned my room,
Daddy’s gone and will be back soon,
The bloods still dripping, the bloods still bide,
And tonight’s the night for my suicide
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2nights the night for my suicide

Contributed by corrupted_minds on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 06:10:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

The thudding heart beat in my chest,
After all these years would be put to rest,
Growing old age was not my fear,
And now my future was still clear,

Life is hell, and deaths a dream,
An untouchable moment it may seem,
I’ve for filled my life, I’ve been a b****,
The illusions shown are as black as pitch,

Touch my skin to see I’m real,
Put your hand to my chest and try to feel,
My hearts still beating, each beat is sorrow,
So I’m going now don’t want to see tomorrow,

Gothic morals lead me to see,
This life of ours was not made for me,
These days and nights bring me pain and anguish,
And with a final kiss, it’s me you wont miss,

I’ve done my chores, I’ve cleaned my room,
Daddy’s gone and will be back soon,
The bloods still dripping, the bloods still bide,
And tonight’s the night for my suicide

Copyright Â© corrupted_minds ... [ 2004-08-03 06:10:00]
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Re: 2nights the night for my suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by Kevin on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 09:38:46 AM AEST
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Wow, that was really good. Very powerful and meaningful, i really enjoyed the darkness of it all, keep on writing your doing an excellent job!
-Kevin

Re: 2nights the night for my suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by anonymussme on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 12:27:53 PM AEST
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that was an extremely well written poem. very powerful and now as a newfound fan of your poetry i hope you dont do it, or if u already did what you wrote i hope it turns out good, not in your death. *hugs*

Re: 2nights the night for my suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 08:12:58 PM AEST
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This is an excellent poem...i just hope you dont really do this....if u ever need to talk feel free to PM me...great job

Lots of Love
CrimsonTears

Re: 2nights the night for my suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by Dizza_13 on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 01:23:55 AM AEST
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Great write. Really pulled you in til the end

Dizza

Re: 2nights the night for my suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by RavenMarieKrashauna on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 09:00:45 AM AEST
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Intense and full of deep emotion. If only there were a way to find a happy light rather than waiting for it perhaps we'd all feel differently about our lives.

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