Monday, April 16, 2007
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16:01
a friend of mine wrote this, he calls it suicide
"Even now the voices jab me from the shadows...
I want them to go away but they wont,
I want them to leave me be but they wont,
I try to ignore but cant,
The voices overpower me with their throes,
Like a thousand cries, screaming in unison,
Bring forth wailing cries assailing my sense,
I shudder in fear as in the shadows I see the one,
The thing that stalks me, skinny, small, fierce,
I am too weak to continue, and lay down for the voices to consume me"
wondering why? it was after my verbal assault on him. go figure
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1 leaping turtles:
oei! That was meant to be a joke lor... sometimes my fingers just have a life of its own... hrmm in hindsight that poem does sound kinda creepy, in a blade-runner post-apocolyptic kinda way..
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