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Array ( [sid] => 62600 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I dug my own grave [time] => 2004-09-05 05:46:22 [hometext] => Please have a read, Corrupted_minds [bodytext] => Ashamed to be me,
Disappointed in what I do,
Alone, and dark with one plea,
To let me have a clue,
Unhappy with my life,
Love to live in the dark,
Instead of turning to the knife,
I created another mark,
Two fingers down my throat,
The taste still stains my lip,
And in the letter that I wrote,
I told you I'm loosing grip,
Ignored it, I knew you would,
Just left me to burn,
Just like I should,
I love you as much as rain,
Loves to soak the earth,
And as I bleed you'll see the pain,
And all that I am worth,
I try my best but always fail,
Second best was all I made,
Your insults fall like pouring hail,
To be saved was why I prayed,
I *****en weak,
It's aint hard to see,
With every word I speak,
You'd know it's me,
When I die,
Please pretend to cry,
Clothes soaked from tears,
My death leers,
So my secret wont be known,
My suicides perfected,
I'll leave undetected,
The murky skies turn to clear,
I enter the day with no fear,
I try to stay brave,
As I dug my own grave,
I stepped in the hole,
With blood on my face,
An released my soul,
From this utter disgrace....


[comments] => 7 [counter] => 230 [topic] => 13 [informant] => corrupted_minds [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
I dug my own grave

Contributed by corrupted_minds on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 05:46:22 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Ashamed to be me,
Disappointed in what I do,
Alone, and dark with one plea,
To let me have a clue,
Unhappy with my life,
Love to live in the dark,
Instead of turning to the knife,
I created another mark,
Two fingers down my throat,
The taste still stains my lip,
And in the letter that I wrote,
I told you I'm loosing grip,
Ignored it, I knew you would,
Just left me to burn,
Just like I should,
I love you as much as rain,
Loves to soak the earth,
And as I bleed you'll see the pain,
And all that I am worth,
I try my best but always fail,
Second best was all I made,
Your insults fall like pouring hail,
To be saved was why I prayed,
I *****en weak,
It's aint hard to see,
With every word I speak,
You'd know it's me,
When I die,
Please pretend to cry,
Clothes soaked from tears,
My death leers,
So my secret wont be known,
My suicides perfected,
I'll leave undetected,
The murky skies turn to clear,
I enter the day with no fear,
I try to stay brave,
As I dug my own grave,
I stepped in the hole,
With blood on my face,
An released my soul,
From this utter disgrace....






Copyright © corrupted_minds ... [ 2004-09-05 05:46:22]
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Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 05:58:21 AM AEST
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awesome, real talent here!


Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 06:12:16 AM AEST
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oh such a heart-drenching write.
i like you, even if no one else does!
your potry is excellent, but all the while on the other side of things it's so morbid and quite scary too.
i love your work, but i wish that you could feel happier one day...
from detdrop.


Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 06:19:19 AM AEST
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oooops. sorry, i know i've already commented, but i meant to put deathdrop.
sorry


Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by Dizza_13 on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 06:48:51 AM AEST
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touching write. dont ever be ashamed to be you, lots
of us love you for who you are, dont forget that.

love always. dizza
xoxoxox


Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by cj_ranson on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 07:12:00 AM AEST
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yep that was great
I didnt reely understand it, i dont think ill ever understand u

bi bi


Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 10:40:45 AM AEST
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Chilling in a bit... but intriuging in the rest...quite interesthing write here in this. Digging your own grave...an interesthing concept...but I guess we all do that...through ou actions and sometimes inaction... Interesthing indeed!


Re: I dug my own grave (User Rating: 1 )
by Hakiokusaken on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 12:15:05 AM AEST
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Again, this is a great poem, but I hope you don't really feel this way. You have a lot of talent and it would be an awfull shame to let that talent go to waste. hang in there. Keep it up. Awesome poem.

HAKIOKUSAKEN




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