idrifferent

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    idrifferent

    As i sit and think about all i've done wrong my heart starts to beat fast,i'm knock off my feet i lie thinking about my actions everything begins to fade,slower and slower my eyes close a warm feeling surrounds me peace,calm,euphoria,finlly happiness.But something wrong i feel pain everthing is not how i thought it would be my eyes begin to open and i hear faint voices over me this is not good buts it's my luck i try to hear whats going on around me but i fade unwillingly.upon my reawakeing i'm here alone in a chair bag by my side,wand close to my mouth why in the hell did i think i would suceed for a split second i was in bliss

    unsuccessful suicide

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    ross71’s Poems (3)

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