Christopher's Dead

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  • Cassie Damon (9/17/2011 3:19:00 PM)

    i love your poems they seem to speak to me im in a really bad place atm and your words are helping me out alot thanx for putting your feelings into words

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  • Kate Peters (9/8/2011 2:23:00 PM)

    Nyc poems dude...! ! keep it up..! !

  • Iron Panda 23™ (3/29/2010 7:35:00 AM)

    friffin fantawesomificentastic! ! !
    (FANTastic+AWESOMe+magnIFICENT+fanTASTIC) xP

  • *_sakura ~daisy_* (1/11/2010 9:18:00 PM)

    Your poems have power...they speak in various voices that are write beautifully...graciously...sincerely...never stop writing: p

  • Tricia Dildine (1/3/2010 2:15:00 PM)

    Christopher, i can relate to you, but promise me, things do and will get better..i promise you that.

  • The devils Girl The devils Girl (11/30/2009 4:16:00 PM)

    your poems are great and you are a great person. u are going to go far in life.

  • Karina The Cat (11/28/2009 8:40:00 PM)

    Wow, that really touched me.
    YOur poem has inspired me

  • Karina The Cat (11/28/2009 8:28:00 PM)

    Aaww i like it :)
    Its a really good poem.

Best Poem of Christopher's Dead

*(I Remember) When Suicide Was Just A Joke

Do you know what I’d give
What I got, what I’d give to go back?
Do you know that I’d give
Up my life just as easy as anything?
And we pass and your voice
Like a death grip on my heart attack
It’s so superficial
Such a f**king w***e don’t care about anything

Hate is a word that describes what this
In a hall emptied up I’m a name on a list
Of a laundry bag filled with glass I punch with my fist
I remember
When suicide was just a joke

I believed what you said
You believed that I’d always be clean
A fresh slate of my ...

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Life Like Safetypins

Realizing the things that scare you now,
Keep bringing up thoughts, hope to show you how
We're living amongst liars, cheaters, and fakes,
Hiding breath after painstaking breath that they take,
Away from you, just to shield all of their worst
Nightmares, so there's no way they can make you hurt.
Like an umbrella, keeping you dry from the rain,
They cover up things, unwilling to stain
Your little white dress, now tarnished with dirt,

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