It\'s amazing to me
That there seems to be
All these people who live in despair.
They share their cries
About lost love, and lies
And speak of how life is unfair.
Why do they need
To make themselves bleed
With razors, with scissors, with knives?
All of it is rather trivial.
Pain is in ALL of our lives.
That goes to show, how far some will go
In order to find absolution
I know it sounds odd, but trust - I\'m no fraud -
Dying is not the solution.
















Comments
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try something new
[or something old.]
But as for your poem, I think it's very well-written. Flows nicely. (Sorry. I'm not good at poetry analysis or anything... But I really like it. Nicely done.)
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my aphorism: comments are like candies. It's nice to get one once in a while, when you're good. But asking for one not only makes you sound greedy but ruins the surprise when you DO get one. Comments are a privilege, not a requirement.
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Some say it's holding on that makes you stronger; others say it's letting go.
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Bored? Well then this [link] wont help you.
The picture of the blood is mine. I'm a recovering cutter. (7 weeks..yay!)
Don't be so ignorant as to flame his poem. Read it over a few times, if you're smart..it will make sense to you. Because all of it is true. If you want to say, "You don't know what it's like! Fuck you!" Well, I do. And I agree with him. So if you feel that way, shut the hell up.
I love this, Jordan. It's wonderful.
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Shall I ever see that coast?
Kingdoms of Tirion and Alqualonde
Heart of the higher races
The realm of the gods, my eternal home
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Are you looking for answers to questions under the stars? Well, if along the way, you are grown weary, you can rest with me until a brighter day. I am no hero, that's for sure, but I do know one thing...Where you are
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