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cut your wrists
Do you ever
feel like nothing else exsists
Do you ever
feel like falling down
Do you ever
feel like you're breaking-down
Do you ever
see nothing but blood
Do you ever
feel like you're being wounded

i feel this all the time
i do this all the time
i hate to cry all the time
but i still cry all the time

will we ever live in happiness
will any of us get out of the coldness
will anybody grow up woundless
is anybody else loveless

i stand alone
in a crowd
i'm on my own
i'm arriving to my cloud

we're all the same
look what we've became
with no one to blame
we're all the same

so much goes on
but nothing upon
we live our lives
trying not to pick up knifes

so now i ask you
and please be true

Do you ever
cut your wrists
Do you ever
feel like nothing else exsists
Do you ever
feel like falling down
Do you ever
feel like you're breaking-down
Do you ever
see nothing but blood
Do you ever
feel like you're being wounded

you and i were meant to live
we must learn how to foregive
we must give
we must go on and live
[comments] => 4 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 48 [informant] => savedbydeath [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Do You ever?

Contributed by savedbydeath on Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 02:32:07 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Do you ever
cut your wrists
Do you ever
feel like nothing else exsists
Do you ever
feel like falling down
Do you ever
feel like you're breaking-down
Do you ever
see nothing but blood
Do you ever
feel like you're being wounded

i feel this all the time
i do this all the time
i hate to cry all the time
but i still cry all the time

will we ever live in happiness
will any of us get out of the coldness
will anybody grow up woundless
is anybody else loveless

i stand alone
in a crowd
i'm on my own
i'm arriving to my cloud

we're all the same
look what we've became
with no one to blame
we're all the same

so much goes on
but nothing upon
we live our lives
trying not to pick up knifes

so now i ask you
and please be true

Do you ever
cut your wrists
Do you ever
feel like nothing else exsists
Do you ever
feel like falling down
Do you ever
feel like you're breaking-down
Do you ever
see nothing but blood
Do you ever
feel like you're being wounded

you and i were meant to live
we must learn how to foregive
we must give
we must go on and live




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Re: Do You ever? (User Rating: 1 )
by BlindSuicide on Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 02:39:19 PM AEST
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Wow this poem has a hold of me and wont let go. The answer to your questions.. yes i do..

~Alucia~


Re: Do You ever? (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingkk05 on Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 03:59:25 PM AEST
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The only thing I can really say about this poem is YEs I feel the same everyday.


Re: Do You ever? (User Rating: 1 )
by cheech on Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 06:08:46 PM AEST
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well well well what do we have here?hhmm,meh,i liked this poem,it probably caught the eye of all of ppl,but to be honest it caught my eye but i dont do those things,but i use to,but anyways great poem,i really enjoyed it

cheech


Re: Do You ever? (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 08:04:38 PM AEST
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Wow well i never but i am wounded never cut tho whats the point if ur gunna cut hell just end it good write




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