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this is the poem i met my wife with

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was sitting up one night in vp chat after reviseing this and then put it out to every one and got a reply from my wife hehe who knew

anyway here it is its called life and death




Life and Death, is it worth it?
Days are fallen,loved one's gone.
Friends who have left you because you weren't popular.

People who are sex toys, now lay dead upon an old dirt road.

Live's wasted from loving someone whom hated you.

Live's lost within the past.

Life lost because of foolishness you have done within the years you were free.

Love those who hate you, and hate those who love you.

If everyone was perfect we would have this problem of whom hated who.

When we frist met, I liked you, I grew to hate you, but now I love you.

Why are we so confusing?
Why do we all lead such confusing lives?

When you feel you can't love any more, you simply hate those around you.

When your abused, you keep silent from and hide from the world,
When your the abuser, you are violent, you strike a child with no power,
You take away their childhood, you strip them of their happenness and make
them feel unloved.

Life was once a happy place, there was always somewhere to go.

Now your stuck inside not allowed to leave, tortured by people
Daily,hurt,abused in many ways.
When you fear you might as well end your life.

Think of the person who lead you to this and as you die scream, with mercey,

Die for life.

For now your dead,

You have no heart beat

You've killed yourself.
 

_Kitana_

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Wow, You must of been through a lot to write a poem of such Great pain?

Hey My demon I had Jason fix your other account BTW.
 

LiberatioN

Trance Addict
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Alot of emotions. I would have done something a little different with the ending, but you can tell it's heartfelt.
 

blah

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Heh, good thing you aren't insulted by that, cos I would be...
All I can really do is say what I always say...WHOA! Typo's!

All those spaces make it read ugly, is that layout intended ?
I liked a few lines...a few...
 

bigck3000

The Iron Lung
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yea...way too many spaces...if you fuck up spelling in a poem people tend to think its intentional. Dont mind me though...most poetry doesnt get through to me....too generic to write about love lost...and missed opportunities.
 

_Kitana_

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blah said:
Heh, good thing you aren't insulted by that, cos I would be...
All I can really do is say what I always say...WHOA! Typo's!

All those spaces make it read ugly, is that layout intended ?
I liked a few lines...a few...
my baby no poet
 

_Kitana_

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blah said:
hehe, he got the girl though :) :thumbsup:

hehe
I tried to send him home...

He just wouldn't go

I rewrote it

Life or Death, is it worth it?
Days are fallen, loved one’s gone.
Friends who have faded away , left for the beautiful ones.
People who were sex toys, now lay dead upon an old dirt road.
Lives wasted from loving someone whom hated them.
Lives’ lost within the past.
Life now lost because of foolishness done in childhood days.
As you Loved those who hated you and hated those who loved you.
If everyone was perfect we would have this problem?
Of whom hated who. I often wonder if you knew…
When we first met, I liked you, I grew to hate you, but now I love you.
Why are we so confusing?
Why do we all lead such lives like this?
When you feel you can't love any more, you simply hate those around you.
When your abused, you hide in the silence of the world around you
When your the abuser, you are violent, strike upon the innocent child
You take away that childhood, you strip them of their happiness
and make them feel unloved, unneeded and unworthy.
Life was once a happy place, there was always somewhere to go.
Now your stuck inside not allowed to leave, tortured by people
With daily, hurt, abused in many ways.
When you fear you might as well end your life.
You think of the person who lead you here.
You die screaming with mercy, with no heart to beat anymore.
You Died to live,
And now your dead,
for you've killed yourself.