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[title] => un faithful soul
[time] => 2005-02-07 15:20:32
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[bodytext] => They found her in her room In her very own land The bloody knife, resting tight in her hand Dripping life’s energy onto her lips Hand on the handle in a death grip Body twisted and contorted Flesh from the neck and wrists distorted Lying amidst a dark red puddle Next to the bunny she used to cuddle Cold and fragile She took the easy way out Taking one last breathe, she new she would never amount People didn’t know of her pain deep inside Looking happy, faking her pride Waking every morning with left over tears Taking drugs to disappear Waiting for death, wanting no longer to survive Picking up a knife that’s by her bed side Thoughts of guilt cross her mind Praying to god, to save her soul How can loosing life be so easy to let go Wondering at her funeral if people would visit Maybe not because she was sick and twisted Would there be roses for the rested Colored with blood of the one not gifted Closing her eyes as she slices away at her flesh Drowning in her blood She committed her own death When her parents asked the mortician How there daughter died He replied simply suicide [comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 13 [informant] => brown_eyez [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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