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Posted 6/25/08
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Sad stories for our souls...;please do not mind the cheeziness.
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21 / F / what ever you DO...
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Posted 7/2/08
I let the cold knife simply slide slowly against my skin. Why doesn't it want to go through? Is it because my heart is already broken. Or because my soul doesn't want me to pass through my skin with a rusty kitchen. But my life sucks. (sorry for the swear).
(once again sorry). I want to die my life is pure agony!






lol that was random but fun to write^^ lol
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Posted 7/4/08
oh oh oh~! i want to be random. This isn't a poem .. im just writing k? k!

As you look at them now, your heart sank into place. Leaving without a choice. You still think of them as you get angry into tears. You hadn't had your chance but you still looked away. For you loved that person, but they hadn't loved you back. Wishing to be together is all you can wish at last.


lol if you don't get it, its okay.. hahahah i think i made grammar mistakes i think... lol!
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Posted 7/5/08
as i sit there in the midst of my mother and my father watching as their life blood slowly seeps into the carpet, i pondered who did this, who would do such a thing? I stared at their lifeless corpses yet, oddly, felt no emotion except regret. Who, who, who...
Then I remembered.

-Me-

Hee hee i don't know if that was sob...but i wanted to be poetic.
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Posted 7/26/08

danyelle1344 wrote:

as i sit there in the midst of my mother and my father watching as their life blood slowly seeps into the carpet, i pondered who did this, who would do such a thing? I stared at their lifeless corpses yet, oddly, felt no emotion except regret. Who, who, who...
Then I remembered.

-Me-

Hee hee i don't know if that was sob...but i wanted to be poetic.



Wow ^^ Tht was great~!!!!
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Posted 7/10/09 , edited 7/10/09
Her eyes closed. Her smile remained on her pale lips. The perfect curve of perfection. The tears were pouring by this point as he grabbed her hand, squeezing it tightly once in a while, hoping that somehow, she would awaken again. Wishing, he could hear her voice speaking to him. The machine that was once beeping annoyingly next to him, was now one dull tone, that rung endlessly in his ears; almost unnoticeable. He closed his eyes, hoping to feel the warmth against his palm again; her heartbeat thudding softly against her chest. She laid so still on the bed, it was scary to know this was reality. It was too scary to believe. He gazed at the blue velvet box resting like a ghost on his lap. More tears rolled softly down his pale cheeks, as his finger flipped open the lid. A simple diamond ring rested in the folds of the fabric. The single gem glistening even without the light. Just the way she likes it. The speech he had practiced over and over again in front of his bathroom mirror, now played over and over again in his mind.
Will you marry me? Will you marry me?

Words that would never be spoken.
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Posted 7/17/09
You asked me to fall with you into the deepest darkness. You asked me to give everything up, even my soul. You asked me to destroy all those I hold dear. You asked me for my eternalty. You ask for far too much, much more then I can give. But since it's you, as long as it's you who asks, I will do anything.

A short little something from a story I'm working on offline. Not sure if that's considered sob, more like angst...if it makes sense at all without knowing the full story.
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Posted 7/28/09 , edited 7/28/09
She fell to the ground as tears slowly rolled down her porcelain skin. What she felt wasnt pain, angst or horror to the scene that had been played in front of her eyes. She fgelt releived that it had all turned out this way. She was relieved to feel the warm blood sliding down the right side of her face and down to her thighs so slowly, very slowly makes its way down to the floor forming a dark red puddle arround her.
As she limply fell to the ground. Relieved.
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