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[sid] => 9335
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Veil of Tears
[time] => 2002-12-27 21:00:00
[hometext] => * I wrote this one just a few days ago. I chose suicidal poetry since there is no topic listing depession. In any case the 2nd to last stanza is written about a girl that hurt me badly. Sadly, she treats herself like a slut. I wanted her love not her body... In case some of you are wondering why I have all sorts of questions but no answers in my poems is simply because I have no answers. So yeah hope u enjoy this and post a comment plz!*
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In the dead, dark night
Curtains drawn tight My fear is awakened Through my veil of tears I see your pointing fingers Your heads thrown back in laughter At me... Through the confusion I can hear your laughter Which slices through me Like I'm made out of paper Confused and angry At why I am forbidden to live and love Who makes these rules anyway? Through my cloak of depression I'm drawn to the razor Central, in all my fields of vision My hand shaking, breathing laboured Whoever said giving in his weak? Through my sadness I can see that you don't care That our 'friendship' was a fake As was everything you said I dont want your body, just your love In the dead, dark night Eyes closed with leaden fright Trying to block out this nightmare When can I have some hope? When will I be pulled out Of this quicksand called depression? Or will it envelope me completely? [comments] => 5 [counter] => 246 [topic] => 36 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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