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moldygrape — if we only knew...
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Published: 2004-06-29 06:27:02 +0000 UTC; Views: 94; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 6
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Each dayLike the last
Nothing changes
For the better
For the worse
And I feel dead
The rich still take from the poor
And the poor still die in the gutters
Screaming
“If we only knew the truth about it…”
Reaching for this
Gleaming blade
If I’m truly dead
This shouldn’t hurt a bit
So…
One small cut
No one will care
Nor notice
What a perfect plan
Gasping
I drop the knife
Stepping out of the way
As it clatters to the floor
And I bleed
Good god I bleed
So bright
And beautiful
I cry
Yes I am alive
Slowly
The blood seeps from the wound
Spreading like a plague
Across my paled skin
I am alive
I watch it grow
And I cry
Half from pain
Half from joy
Its so beautiful
I love this red
My new color
I love it
I look at the world around me
Nothing has changed
The rich steal from the poor
And the poor die in the gutter
Screaming
“If we only knew the truth about it..”
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Comments: 21
We try so hard to survive each day to stay alive for the next day. Looking forward to nothing. But yet we strive to stay alive and for what I ask you. What do we anticipate so much we continue in this place. OHHH I know so we can grow old and then die what a great goal. There is no point to our life on this earth. We will die and be forgotten just like billions of people before us. So this poem poses the question to me of why are we here? What f'n purpose do we have? Give me an answer to this and youll give me a reason to continue on. Good luck>
Great Poem
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...uhm...
hokay i live for my music. and my dog. thats about it.
i think you live for you poems...but t
hen again you could still have poertry in hell or heaven or whatever...doesn't matter, ur still awesome.
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Raed my new poem sparatic and tell me ur thoughts if ya dont mind.
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of course of course...i'll always read ur stuff...i just had to walk home cuz my fuckin mother didn't get off her ass to pick me up...
yah...was a lil busy...but i will. i promise.
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..uhm...girl last time i checked...
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"And I bleed
Good god I bleed"... I think that's the clearest image I can get from this poem, and they're wonderful lines for the sheer Truth in them.
Generally, though, this piece doesn't give me much to hold on to emotionally, I'm too far away from the subject matter to feel the strength of it. I'm sure that's just me, and that many more people will appreciate this piece for the message it brings.
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So you are alive eh? well I am glad that you don't cut yourself anymore, but seriously, you make me wanna cut myself the way you describe it. there you go corrupting me again. Hope you are happy today.
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heh, wooooo, i'm invading ur mind...so easy^^
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Wonderful, though...i would say that cutting is the most dangerous thing that could ever happen to you. The drugs that it releases can cause permanent damage.
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yes...mmm, thas why i'm never doing it again.
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I like it. It's a nice poem....just don't go too over board moldy.
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Might you have gotten this from Non-Point? lol
Good though.
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