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Array ( [sid] => 72389 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Her sad end [time] => 2004-11-20 10:12:15 [hometext] => [bodytext] => She hears the darkness calling
It’s ringing in her ears
Drops of red are falling,
She welcomes all her fears.

In her hand she holds a knife,
Shining brightly in the sun.
In the end there is no strife,
Because this battle is done.

She may not be the winner,
But at least there is an end.
She cares for herself the sinner,
Who only needed a friend.

While she sits, the darkness comes,
Like a shadow through the night.
In the corner she waits and hums,
Filled with pain and fright.

The end is near,
she can feel it.
The shadows will leer,
Her soul they will steal it.

Death is gripping tighter,
Like a noose around her neck.
She used to be a fighter,
Before she turned into a wreck.

No time left to say goodbye,
But would they really care?
It was her time to fly,
Fly far far away from there. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 36 [informant] => RavenL [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Her sad end

Contributed by RavenL on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 10:12:15 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



She hears the darkness calling
It’s ringing in her ears
Drops of red are falling,
She welcomes all her fears.

In her hand she holds a knife,
Shining brightly in the sun.
In the end there is no strife,
Because this battle is done.

She may not be the winner,
But at least there is an end.
She cares for herself the sinner,
Who only needed a friend.

While she sits, the darkness comes,
Like a shadow through the night.
In the corner she waits and hums,
Filled with pain and fright.

The end is near,
she can feel it.
The shadows will leer,
Her soul they will steal it.

Death is gripping tighter,
Like a noose around her neck.
She used to be a fighter,
Before she turned into a wreck.

No time left to say goodbye,
But would they really care?
It was her time to fly,
Fly far far away from there.



Copyright © RavenL ... [ 2004-11-20 10:12:15]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Her sad end (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 10:13:04 AM AEST
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can relate to this very well, a very sad, deep and tragic write,

pixie xx


Re: Her sad end (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 10:50:23 AM AEST
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Very sad. But flowed very well Another good write. RavenL on.

~~DENNIS~~


Re: Her sad end (User Rating: 1 )
by Kitty_cat on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 11:54:39 AM AEST
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Amazing poetry, flowed really well and didn't seem over the top. I like this.


Re: Her sad end (User Rating: 1 )
by screwup on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 12:46:05 PM AEST
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this was an amazing write. i could relate to this so much. suicide has become quite an obssesion of mine. great job.
~screwup


Re: Her sad end (User Rating: 1 )
by lunartune on Saturday, 20th November 2004 @ 03:32:23 PM AEST
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Great sad write. I can relate. Good poem. You touch all of us who feel the same way.

-lunartune


Re: Her sad end (User Rating: 1 )
by xx_lil_devilish_angel_xx on Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 12:01:02 PM AEST
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Very good write. Extremely emotional and powerful. I can relate to this, I think it's how we all feel from time to time.
Take care xxxx
Lots of Luv,
xx_lil_devilish_angel_xx




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