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Array ( [sid] => 9481 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => She wants to know [time] => 2002-12-30 22:00:00 [hometext] => One day I'll write something happy... [bodytext] => She wants to know, why they laugh
She wants to pave, her own path
She knows she hurts, but that's okay
She can make, it go away
She has a plan, and heads to class
And looks away, from all that pass

Demanding attention, she slits her wrists
No one cared, she won't be missed
She doesn't understand, why it's this way
But now it's time, for them to pay
So she turns to a boy, and points her gun
Now she's killed, a mother's son
Everyone screams, then tries to leave
They lack the time, to even grieve

She doesn't know, just what she's done
When everyone turned, and tried to run
She looks around, then at her hand
It's time to make, her final stand
She shot again, another kid fell
She shed a tear, but continued to kill
She doesn't care, all of it's real
Now she's just, too hurt to feel

The news showed up, and took aim
They caught the school, and all it's pain
The cops came too, they took a shot
It was her throat, that it caught
She grabbed her neck, then hit the floor
The girl that was, is now no more
Nobody knew, that girl that died
They threw her out, from too much pride
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She wants to know

Contributed by Richard on Monday, 30th December 2002 @ 10:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

She wants to know, why they laugh
She wants to pave, her own path
She knows she hurts, but that's okay
She can make, it go away
She has a plan, and heads to class
And looks away, from all that pass

Demanding attention, she slits her wrists
No one cared, she won't be missed
She doesn't understand, why it's this way
But now it's time, for them to pay
So she turns to a boy, and points her gun
Now she's killed, a mother's son
Everyone screams, then tries to leave
They lack the time, to even grieve

She doesn't know, just what she's done
When everyone turned, and tried to run
She looks around, then at her hand
It's time to make, her final stand
She shot again, another kid fell
She shed a tear, but continued to kill
She doesn't care, all of it's real
Now she's just, too hurt to feel

The news showed up, and took aim
They caught the school, and all it's pain
The cops came too, they took a shot
It was her throat, that it caught
She grabbed her neck, then hit the floor
The girl that was, is now no more
Nobody knew, that girl that died
They threw her out, from too much pride

Copyright © Richard ... [ 2002-12-30 22:00:00]
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Re: She wants to know (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 30th December 2002 @ 11:20:15 PM AEST
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Oh me Richard,
this is soooooo saaaaaaaaadddd but unfortunatly it happens.
Very well written!
Some folks just get depressed and tottaly loose it!
Take care.
PEACE, LUV, JOY,
emy

Re: She wants to know (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Tuesday, 31st December 2002 @ 02:15:47 PM AEST
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very well written although too tragic and unfortunately true to life.

Re: She wants to know (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Thursday, 2nd January 2003 @ 01:55:21 AM AEST
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Richard this is so sad...this brought tears to my eyes...may peace lay upon your soul my friend....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.

Re: She wants to know (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Monday, 24th February 2003 @ 06:13:25 AM AEST
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Richard, This was a bloody good write and when I say bloody I mean bloody.

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