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by EpithetPoet   Jan 11, 2005


Tears slide
As i clutch my knees
Gently uttering
Kill me please

Alone in my room
As always it seems
Just the tears on my pillow
The sweat from my dreams

There's no reason
No purpose no meaning
There is no point
To me here being

Bandaids on my arm
Bruises on my face
Yet no one can see
I hate this place

To die by your own
The immortal sin
But no one considered
I didnt want to begin

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  • 19 years ago

    by Jacklyn

    great poem and very well writen 5/5! take care, and thanks for the comment! PLP

    ~lil slam~

  • 19 years ago

    by Maisha

    AL!!! you promised!!! i'm sorry i cant be with you to help you with your pain....i'm feeling very much the same way....i love you....

  • 19 years ago

    by Chloe

    Well done. Every word you use is great, and the poem has a really nice flow. Keep it up <3

  • 19 years ago

    by «-Pale-Petals-»

    deep poem allie, good job... xoxo
    Love you always, am sorta feeling the same way at the moment.
    Samz~*

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