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    dots Submission Name: Sensitizeddots
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    Author: SickenedChild
    Elite Ratio:    2.89 - 2/3/2
    Words: 128
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    Description:
       i have no idea what to think of this poem.... i wrote it a while ago a few days... have been feeling like this for a few weeks now.... kind of an akward poem... what do you think?


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    I am no longer numbed from the pain.
    No longer blinded, and can see perfectly everyone stabbing me in the back
    "et tu Brute?" i ask them all.
    They all just smile introvertedly and back away. Letting me fall to my death.
    I can now see that their deaths were my fault.
    I Killed them.
    Their betraying me was because they were never friends.

    None of my girlfriends ever really "loved" me.
    I just really do need to be loved just for me,
    but who could love roadkill?
    A cadaver sliced with precision intruments
    in all areas to be examined by students?
    Who could love a bloody mess?

    Just how little i have ever done in my life that was good.




    Submitted on 2006-02-10 23:21:34     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      i like the last 4 lines, acidic yet hopeless, and the realisation at the end sombers it all down. Great write. it's a terrible feeling to be hurt and to realise other peoples intentions but it's better than feeling nothing at all, at least the hurt can help us change, when you're numb you can't even feel the knife in your back.
    | Posted on 2006-02-11 00:00:00 | by Universal | [ Reply to This ]


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