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                  I thought that u had

                  lefted  me, for good



                 I cut my wrist & saw

      

               all of the blood pouring





               out all  over  the floor  ,



   a big  trail of my blood is what i leave behind

  



                  I dreamed u walked out



                 that door forerever more



             with tears running down my face



   as i run down to drown myself into the river bank





      my  sucidial letter laying  upon your desk ,

              



      I loaded up my gun in a hurry  & raised and



         aimed it to  the right side of my head ,



         I was destined not to change my mind



        but  guts and faith stepped as i pulled



   the trigger but  it misfired & skipped the chamber



as bloody events flooded my mind at that point in time  .



  *  May 31. 2005 , 10:30 pm Written By GT , * :*(   *

  

        

Suicide isnt the way out to a bad situation of being :*( .

          

          

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this Poem about
a terrible night mare
that i had last night it
scared me terribly
Suicide is not the way
out to a sitution like
this believe me i know .
i wouldnt recommend it .
to anybody it is a bad
thing to dream about :*(
nightmare wise and every
thing it is so terrible

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©2 June 2005 - 2:35am — poetvg
3 July 2021 - 9:15am — allets
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Euthanasia

  • A solution when 40% of world population is over 75 (the Boomers) cancerous and in a Hell of pain. Doctors do it painlessly. Not a dream - see suicide statistics. Thousands annually cannot take the pain of this world. My philisophy: If you wait long enough, death will happen, a sure thing. Living, even in pain, is living. 
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  • Church pews are emptying. The youth have the internet--the new god versus a rule book full of do nots (written by men to maintain power over women and kids) an old seemingly immortal pattern. Challenged by youth as oppressive literature. Next time you go to church, see how many 15-30 year olds are in the pews. But as boyfriend said: Things fall apart, the center does not hold. What is left: Your life! 
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  • ~S~

 

 

4 June 2005 - 1:12pm — The Globe (not verified)
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Yes, suicidal is not the answer but one would have to face the situation no matter how tough it may seemed. A good topical views in order for one to ponder on...