Broken

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    Broken
    The pain comes on strong
    like it will never go away.
    My heart is aching for what happened
    to just go away.
    I want to forget the past
    and hope the pain goes away.
    I was hurt tonight
    more hurt than any time before.
    I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
    The pain is so great
    my heart can no longer bear it.
    It's like something inside
    is ripping it apart.
    I just want the pain to go away
    so that I can live another day
    but it isn't going to leave.
    I am going to half to deal with it.
    I finally find the key to solve it.
    Tonight is the night I am going to die.
    I look around for the gun I had before
    but it is no longer here.
    As I am looking through every drawer
    I here something behind me.
    I turn to see her with my gun
    aiming it at me.
    The look in her eyes
    tells me I was right after all.
    As she pulls the trigger
    I see that I really am going to die.
    I'm laying here on the ground
    bleeding and broken.
    She looks down at me with a smile
    and raises the gun once again.
    As I stare down the barrel
    my heart is broken.
    I say one final word to the world.
    I say goodbye and then the sound comes
    and it's lights out for good.

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    Bethane1978 commented on Broken

    02-25-2009

    Umm wow
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    brokengirl727 commented on Broken

    02-22-2009

    wow thats about all i can say, it took my breath away but in a good way. nice very nice
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    Bladebearer commented on Broken

    02-21-2009

    All I can say is "wow".
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    shugdaddy commented on Broken

    02-14-2009

    well dam homey looked like u needed a new chick lol
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    crossguided commented on Broken

    02-14-2009

    This is a good real poem. Sounds like we just got in insight into your diary or frame of thought. Try to work more with imagery.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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