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told that im going to be kicked out of my house cuz they r scared of me and thing that i´ve become into some monster. It just made me want to give an end to everything.
No more looking back, no more faces i can call on for help, just one more deadly memorie that decided to take my soul as its home...
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Submitted: Aug 12, 2008 Reads: 39 Comments: 3 Likes: 2
Do you see those paths?
They are stained once again
With the poison of your words.
Do you see those paths?
They were submersed with sorrow.
Sorrow, that crawls on me & then fall in to infinity.
Do you see those paths?
They are marked on my face
Like a memorie that never leaves.
Do you see those paths?
Now they are filled.
Filled, to let free the last bit of my leaving.
Do you see those paths?
For you they are tears becoming once more.
For me they are tears becoming, NEVERMORE.
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"told that im going to be kicked out of my house cuz they r scared of me and thing that i´ve become into some monster. It just made me want to give an end to everything."
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The poem is great.
'They' are too big b******s to tell what I think about them. How can they say somethink like that just because you are and believe what you want?!
-Unless you tried to kill them or brought a dead body in the house they are...@#$%@#!
I never thought...sorry, but i need an answer to this: "Did you kill anyone or injured anyone?"
I'm too upset to think of anything else.
Religions cause only problems!
Bloody...
dYING BECAUSE OF OTHERS IS WASTE OF GOOD BLOOD
Posted: Aug 19, 2008
I really loved this poem!
The words are beautifully arranged to show what it truly meant(in my opinion)
Great job!
Posted: Sep 27, 2008
Nice poem. You must of been angry while writing this. (Not an inference, I just read in between the lines)
Posted: Nov 4, 2008
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