(30.04.1984 / South East, London)

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14 - 100 pieces of myself

I woke up one dreary morning
Dark clouds lay over head
A feeling of loss and fear
Before I get out of my bed
My body in shock
My soul filled with pain
As I look at the screen
Only 44 still remain
An act of wickedness
Tore out my aching heart
Trampled upon it
And ripped it apart

Submitted: Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (3/1/2008 2:46:00 AM)

    be strong i'm gonna be with you, pal!

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  • Ian Curtis (10/21/2006 4:29:00 AM)

    Shes back. But Nickie be weary of everybody.
    Great poem of an evil episode.
    All the best
    Ian

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  • Joshua Fegley (10/18/2006 5:27:00 PM)

    That's very disheartening Nicola......
    Laters...........Joshua.

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