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Array ( [sid] => 63776 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Sanity On Empty [time] => 2004-09-14 22:57:48 [hometext] => [bodytext] => My sanity is going to explode out of my mind if i dont calm down and listen to my favorite songs. he is taking advantage of me, come on im not stupid and i wasnt born yesterday. your trying to build a tangled relationship with my girlfriend, which i hope you burn in hell for. you dont seem to see how mad i am, so ill write it in a song so you can feel my pain. screw his words, and screw his actions. because everytime you speak, and go to his house my heart hurts, it feels like your stabbing a nail into it, it goes in further and never stops

stupidity of you guys is so plain to see. i hope he chokes on something terrible, or gets something terribly conatgious so he dies and i will sing him all the way to heaven.

im painting this all in my head. true or false. your making the wrong choice. now i only get to see you at school for a couple minutes, and instead of my house your laying on his couch. and the conversations i used to spill with you are now being spilled between you and him. i hate this life, i hate you. i just want to throw in the towel and shoot myself with gun in mouth and eyes closed. and its all thanks to you, i hope when you hear about my tragedy these rivers of cold depression will run down your perfect rosey cheeks. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 48 [informant] => frmpoison2static [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Sanity On Empty

Contributed by frmpoison2static on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 10:57:48 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



My sanity is going to explode out of my mind if i dont calm down and listen to my favorite songs. he is taking advantage of me, come on im not stupid and i wasnt born yesterday. your trying to build a tangled relationship with my girlfriend, which i hope you burn in hell for. you dont seem to see how mad i am, so ill write it in a song so you can feel my pain. screw his words, and screw his actions. because everytime you speak, and go to his house my heart hurts, it feels like your stabbing a nail into it, it goes in further and never stops

stupidity of you guys is so plain to see. i hope he chokes on something terrible, or gets something terribly conatgious so he dies and i will sing him all the way to heaven.

im painting this all in my head. true or false. your making the wrong choice. now i only get to see you at school for a couple minutes, and instead of my house your laying on his couch. and the conversations i used to spill with you are now being spilled between you and him. i hate this life, i hate you. i just want to throw in the towel and shoot myself with gun in mouth and eyes closed. and its all thanks to you, i hope when you hear about my tragedy these rivers of cold depression will run down your perfect rosey cheeks.




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Re: Sanity On Empty (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 11:43:40 PM AEST
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This piece left me thinking those folks you speak of sound like they deserve each other. Hell with them! Things happen for a reason man, I totally believe that. Move on and forget them don't let them suck you down into their crap. Be better than them find a new friend and a new lover. Life is to short!!Peace




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