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Array ( [sid] => 121038 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => How did she die [time] => 2006-05-30 23:30:10 [hometext] => Abuse by someone you love can hurt more than anything [bodytext] => Standing in my room looking at the door
I here my blood drop down to the floor
I here no yelling, screaming, or crying
I just see pictures of me dying
I see the rain poor down onto the ground
I here the same thoughts with no sound
I get the pictures of my lifeless body
It’s lying cold and alone on the floor
I see the images of my mother opening the door
I here the crying and yelling for help
I here the ambulance sirens roar
I here the monitor beeping
I here my little sister weeping
I imagine I’m sailing away on a boat
I here them and feel the tube down my throat
I here my heart beat fast
Soon I see a reflection of my past
I remember the days when everything was fine
But soon enough I here me flat line
If you think this was suicide then your wrong
This was my ex boyfriend who broke into my home
This is my past love that slit my throat today
This is the person that took that took my life away [comments] => 2 [counter] => 295 [topic] => 8 [informant] => jtkzlimz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )

How did she die

Contributed by jtkzlimz on Tuesday, 30th May 2006 @ 11:30:10 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

Standing in my room looking at the door
I here my blood drop down to the floor
I here no yelling, screaming, or crying
I just see pictures of me dying
I see the rain poor down onto the ground
I here the same thoughts with no sound
I get the pictures of my lifeless body
It’s lying cold and alone on the floor
I see the images of my mother opening the door
I here the crying and yelling for help
I here the ambulance sirens roar
I here the monitor beeping
I here my little sister weeping
I imagine I’m sailing away on a boat
I here them and feel the tube down my throat
I here my heart beat fast
Soon I see a reflection of my past
I remember the days when everything was fine
But soon enough I here me flat line
If you think this was suicide then your wrong
This was my ex boyfriend who broke into my home
This is my past love that slit my throat today
This is the person that took that took my life away

Copyright © jtkzlimz ... [ 2006-05-30 23:30:10]
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Re: How did she die (User Rating: 1 )
by Elite on Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 08:20:55 AM AEST
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wow....this peom was amazing!!! Very very well written and very expressive!

Re: How did she die (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 17th June 2006 @ 03:08:29 AM AEST
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OMG, this one is a real tear jerker. It always makes me wonder how people can do such horrid things to another.

Tim
(who wishes he had the power to cure these sicknesses of the world)

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