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Faint
29 March, 2004
Author: PoeticDemon

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Feeling faint
So full of hate
You grasp a razor in your hand
This is for all the pain you can no longer stand
You put the blade against your wrist
Close your hand and make a fist,

Feeling sick
Not your normal self
Your body begins to shake
You know this time is not a fake,

Feeling weak
Your outlook on life is very bleak
You glide the razor down your wrist
Your fingers begin to twitch
Blood is gushing
Your heart is pounding
You look into the mirror
and see tears of fear and pain
running down your face,

Feeling cold
To the devil your life has been sold
You have been damned to hell
Like a dark angel that fell,
You lay down on your bed and close your eyes
Hoping this will be the night you will die.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

HEAVEN (10.113.44.139) -- Friday, April 23 2004, 07:37 pm

hey

hey,good poem.i really like all these.<snip>
PoeticDemon (24.15.118.213) -- Saturday, July 3 2004, 07:52 pm

Thanks,

Thank you heaven, i'm glad you liked it

love ~james~
 
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