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Me & my friend were looking through her old notebook of written art. You know poems, stories, songs, etc. & we found we a couple of poems that we want to know your thoughts & opinions on. Tell us what you think, what can be changed & rate from 1-10.
Life:
She sits in her room
She's all alone
As she awaits her terrible doom
She picks up a pen and a piece of paper
And begins to write suicide notes
She curses herself for the one thing
She swore she would never do
She let the pain and sorrow win
She showed emotion and she gave in
Now her heart is broken its torn in two
And even though she is stronger than most
She's no Hercules she's still weak
So every day she fakes a smile
Hoping that one day her heart will no longer weep
And tries to find a reason for life to be worth while
Time passes by and she still cries
Over something that could never be
And yet again she broke down
And her blood begins to leak
It makes its way down her arm and to the ground
She looks at the blade
It's tainted with her blood
And it seems she has chosen her fate
Three nights ago she sat on her bed
And thought back to that one dreadful night
She had taken the blade to her arm
The night in which she had caused her body harm
It was too late she was too far gone to find her way back
That's what everyone thought and said
Yet here she stands in the pouring rain
Notebook in one hand pen in the other
Looks up at the sky she says goodbye
And starts her life all over again
She now has a new philosophy on life
She has vowed to live life to the fullest
And has never since that dreadful day
Even thought of taking a blade to her flesh
Though life throws mental, spiritual
And even some times physical knifes
She sticks to her new philosophy
She walks with her head held high
Tries to live her life day by day
And always is she looking at the sky
For she now believes someday
She will get her turn to fly
The Story:
There once was a little girl
Whose head began to swirl
And lost from her was her every breath
When she met her fist love called little boy death
Every time their eyes met
Whether it was sunrise or sunset
She got butterflies
And stars in her eyes
She could see the vision
Almost like a premonition
Every thing was there
The white picket fence, the rocking chairs
Then suddenly the image changed
Her head was pulled back down from space
Who's voice had been the gravity
That pulled her back into reality
It was the voice of the one she loved
Her perfect angel from above
Little did she know
His home was down below
He told her his secret
Of his life's true intent
Thinking she would be afraid
He readied himself for the emotional pain
Instead she vowed to join his quest
To bring about inevitable death
She now lives the life of immortality
So that is the story
Of the little girl
Who is now Queen of the Underworld
Life:
She sits in her room
She's all alone
As she awaits her terrible doom
She picks up a pen and a piece of paper
And begins to write suicide notes
She curses herself for the one thing
She swore she would never do
She let the pain and sorrow win
She showed emotion and she gave in
Now her heart is broken its torn in two
And even though she is stronger than most
She's no Hercules she's still weak
So every day she fakes a smile
Hoping that one day her heart will no longer weep
And tries to find a reason for life to be worth while
Time passes by and she still cries
Over something that could never be
And yet again she broke down
And her blood begins to leak
It makes its way down her arm and to the ground
She looks at the blade
It's tainted with her blood
And it seems she has chosen her fate
Three nights ago she sat on her bed
And thought back to that one dreadful night
She had taken the blade to her arm
The night in which she had caused her body harm
It was too late she was too far gone to find her way back
That's what everyone thought and said
Yet here she stands in the pouring rain
Notebook in one hand pen in the other
Looks up at the sky she says goodbye
And starts her life all over again
She now has a new philosophy on life
She has vowed to live life to the fullest
And has never since that dreadful day
Even thought of taking a blade to her flesh
Though life throws mental, spiritual
And even some times physical knifes
She sticks to her new philosophy
She walks with her head held high
Tries to live her life day by day
And always is she looking at the sky
For she now believes someday
She will get her turn to fly
The Story:
There once was a little girl
Whose head began to swirl
And lost from her was her every breath
When she met her fist love called little boy death
Every time their eyes met
Whether it was sunrise or sunset
She got butterflies
And stars in her eyes
She could see the vision
Almost like a premonition
Every thing was there
The white picket fence, the rocking chairs
Then suddenly the image changed
Her head was pulled back down from space
Who's voice had been the gravity
That pulled her back into reality
It was the voice of the one she loved
Her perfect angel from above
Little did she know
His home was down below
He told her his secret
Of his life's true intent
Thinking she would be afraid
He readied himself for the emotional pain
Instead she vowed to join his quest
To bring about inevitable death
She now lives the life of immortality
So that is the story
Of the little girl
Who is now Queen of the Underworld