Suicide

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    Suicide
    A wandering soul
    ALONE
    With noone to hold, just the skin that is yours
    Heart as cold as snow
    Temerature below 0* noone wants to know
    YOU

    Love is for everyone, at least that's how it's supposed to be,then why not me, a feeling of excitement passes through my body, but what good is it if I can't share it with anybody

    I fell down, sking myself how
    Just put the gun to my head right now
    Then yell "POW!"

    I'm bleeding, it's getting hard to see
    At least now I can finally be free
    To be
    With whom I'm truely meant to

    BE

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    maryann72961 commented on Suicide

    03-04-2009

    Sad, and so final, always hope when still here another day.. remember God loves you
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    kristian

    07/13/2009

    thanks, I accutally have never thought about commiting suicide, I think I have , this might sound crazy, but a sense that makes or helps me write these poems, from other people's point of view.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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