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die beautiful
By SourInnocence
Now that the time has come,
I want to die beautiful.
Like deaths masterpiece on torn canvas.
You left me here with no choice,
And I’ll pull myself apart if I don’t leave now.
There’s no quick fix for me anymore
So I might as well indulge in the agony of my own death
I’ll bleed for every time you hit me,
For every time you rape me.
For every time I loved it.
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Copyright 2003 SourInnocence
Published on Tuesday, May 27, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, September 20, 2004, stuart_pid
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wrote:
woah, i wasnt expecting the last part. this is an amazing poem.
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On Thursday, March 11, 2004, Jaded Jezzabelle
(328) wrote:
WoW...I too was caught off guard at the end........but I also understand where this came from.....just never had the guts to admit it...good job
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On Thursday, March 11, 2004, Jonas
(715) wrote:
hmmmmm... the last line caught me off guard... i think twisted is a good adjective. interesting works too.
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A former member wrote:
shit girl....that was way deep....its good that you can bring emotions that deep inside you out to the surface in poetic form...its was great....wouldn't change a thing...yep
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On Tuesday, May 27, 2003, blackdarkness
(227) wrote:
I like the little twist at the end!!!! great job
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On Tuesday, May 27, 2003, IceDragoness
(193) wrote:
damn, a lot of impact, i felt that ~Dawn
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