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Array ( [sid] => 89178 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Thorn [time] => 2005-03-29 12:24:40 [hometext] => What we do in life haunts us and those we leave behind when we die. [bodytext] => my lifes blood on a rose thorn
trying to remeber when i didn't feel torn
fading images of memories long passed
when i didn't feel so out classed

simple in nature but not in thought
all is my life when all has come to naught
my breath in vain, when dealing with the pain
everything i keep losing never is there any gain

my beginning was made so that i could end
the rules i no longer seek to bend
they over powered me and it's gone again
such a cruel truth is my only gain

The blood seeps from my eye
so often all that i can do is cry
Blissful dagger, blissful end
death save that what could not live

a final act of despiration
shall end all my depression
free at last and in the end
right back at the begining again
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 36 [informant] => sonic_phoenix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

Thorn

Contributed by sonic_phoenix on Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 12:24:40 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

my lifes blood on a rose thorn
trying to remeber when i didn't feel torn
fading images of memories long passed
when i didn't feel so out classed

simple in nature but not in thought
all is my life when all has come to naught
my breath in vain, when dealing with the pain
everything i keep losing never is there any gain

my beginning was made so that i could end
the rules i no longer seek to bend
they over powered me and it's gone again
such a cruel truth is my only gain

The blood seeps from my eye
so often all that i can do is cry
Blissful dagger, blissful end
death save that what could not live

a final act of despiration
shall end all my depression
free at last and in the end
right back at the begining again

Copyright © sonic_phoenix ... [ 2005-03-29 12:24:40]
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Re: Thorn (User Rating: 1 )
by blue_angel on Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 01:54:55 PM AEST
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it happens to the best of us... can relate, although i hope you dont do anything... ur such a talented writer and for that to go to waste... anyways great job i love the poem

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