04-13-2008, 12:16 AM
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Hate is for the weak.
Posts: 137
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: my own world, my planet
Age: 15
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Goodbye Friendship
Typed letters then…
Unspoken words Communication comes to a hault The silence eats at my heart My words come out as a struggle to breathe “So, we’re over?” His response takes forever to reach my ear “I guess.” Tears run down my face The pain is hidden in my words that I refuse to speak I will not show him I am weak For that would hurt him too Connection is lost without another word I can’t express the feeling that I have One month, two days All gone in 30 seconds And now I just can’t go on I turn on the warm water Trying to wash away my distress TRESemme… Aussie… Sunsilk… Rinse. All the steps I go through everyday Except… Razor in my hand I watch the blood running down my leg Into the shower drain Warm, salty liquid from my eyes Why didn’t I see it? He needed time… I know… I’ve got to tell him goodbye. ---Sorry I let you down, Mikey.
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