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Array ( [sid] => 90654 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => pulling the trigger [time] => 2005-04-11 18:57:49 [hometext] => most of my poetry come through my head when im ***** off [bodytext] => I bring the barrel to my face,
I’m not putting these bullets to waste.
Every day I become a little more insane,
Pulling the trigger will ease my pain.
You’re the cause you’re the blame,
Its because of you, I am what I became.
You kept pushing and pushing and now I have changed,
The road to death is now in closer range.
“Life sucks then you die,”
I have no time to worry about life, and cry.
Without me, life would still be normal, life wouldn’t be fair,
My death wouldn’t strike a tear, because no one really cares.
There’s nothing in this heart that needs to be saved,
This here bullet will take me to my grave.
Its way too late, you cant change the past,
You wont have to worry this will be fast.
Its time for my life to come to an end,
After I leave this terrible place, a new life will begin.

written by: justin ford

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pulling the trigger

Contributed by bigj on Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 06:57:49 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I bring the barrel to my face,
I’m not putting these bullets to waste.
Every day I become a little more insane,
Pulling the trigger will ease my pain.
You’re the cause you’re the blame,
Its because of you, I am what I became.
You kept pushing and pushing and now I have changed,
The road to death is now in closer range.
“Life sucks then you die,”
I have no time to worry about life, and cry.
Without me, life would still be normal, life wouldn’t be fair,
My death wouldn’t strike a tear, because no one really cares.
There’s nothing in this heart that needs to be saved,
This here bullet will take me to my grave.
Its way too late, you cant change the past,
You wont have to worry this will be fast.
Its time for my life to come to an end,
After I leave this terrible place, a new life will begin.

written by: justin ford





Copyright © bigj ... [ 2005-04-11 18:57:49]
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Re: pulling the trigger (User Rating: 1 )
by JacobsKK on Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 07:14:43 PM AEST
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Wow, justin, you are a real wordsmith. And what's scary is, this poem actually had me fearing for your life as I read.


Re: pulling the trigger (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 07:27:40 PM AEST
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excellently created justin. lately i am hardly able to even read a poem and pay attention to the verses that they are so lacking in creative, boring, or just not worth my time reading because there is such a lack of talent. i am glad to say that you are very creative, and you have the talent for writing. id rather the bullets be put to waste than to see another great writer lose their life.


Re: pulling the trigger (User Rating: 1 )
by ForeverAlone on Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 07:40:27 PM AEST
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Yes...very well done....some of the better work I have seen here in a while...well...dont kill yourself....save the bullet for someone that deseves it

Clark


Re: pulling the trigger (User Rating: 1 )
by Zernobyl on Monday, 28th March 2011 @ 09:14:35 PM AEST
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This is nice. Something to relate when your world is falling apart.




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