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Published: 2004-05-17 21:55:06 +0000 UTC; Views: 189; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 37
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Description Wrap me up in cellophane
Pull it tight to ease the pain
Stitch my eyes so I can't see
In the light, the plastic is an eternal marquee

This way I can die, uninterrupted
In my own world, uncorrupted
Cut off from air, smell, taste, and sight
Just me and myself, as death I invite

To some this sounds wrong, so very unright
But somehow in death, decorum is trite
All through my life, I've only had me
So now I shall end things, to the highest degree
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Comments: 4

Fuzzhead [2004-06-15 01:14:10 +0000 UTC]

You have a good way of getting anger, pain, unhappiness, etc. Writing it out is a good way. I like this poem (same thing yumechan, I wanted to cry) I'm glad you're doing better!

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twisted-method In reply to Fuzzhead [2004-06-15 03:08:37 +0000 UTC]

Thank you ^_^. Yes, I haven't had those feelings for a long time, but I'm glad that I took the opportunity to write about it when I did.

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yumechan [2004-05-18 00:05:18 +0000 UTC]

You have talent mon cher. But that made me want to cry.

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twisted-method In reply to yumechan [2004-05-18 02:12:24 +0000 UTC]

Really? I'm sorry, but like it says in the description, this was written long ago, and I haven't felt that way for a very long time, I just came across this while rummaging through my closet.

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