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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 9:49 pm
The new girl There she goes, walking the halls, Ignoring the stares and drowning out All the whispers. It's the first day of School and she's the girl everyone Is glad they're not. The new girl. Oh yes, they're definitely glad they're Not her.
Day in and day out she is always talked About. People wonder ... wonder why She constantly wears hoodies and long Sleeves. They wonder why she doesn't Waste time running to the bus when it Is time to leave.
But even though they wonder, they never Ask. They don't even talk to her, they Act like she is not even there. And that's How she feels, she doesn't care. If she were to die today, would anyone shed A tear? Would Anyone care?
She already knows the answer to those Misserable questions. The answer is no. Why would they? She's just the new girl ...
That's what she tells herself when she Picks up the silver, shiny razorblade That night and drags it quickly across her Wrist. "I am just the new girl, the one No one would ever miss." She sees blood, feels the mist closing in on her and adds pressure to the blade, Releasing more of that scarlet poison and Making the mist even more addictive.
There is now way she can stop now, Not after the rush that this has given Off.
So she cuts deeper, adds more Pressure, and let's the mist engulf her. Let's it take her to a place of peace, A place of serenity.
And then later ...
As she is trying to catch her breath, And When she is finally able to think rationally; She makes a decision, One that has been gnawing away at her for What feels like eternity. She makes the Decision ... The decision to end her life.
Oh yes, even the new girl can commit suicide.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 7:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:37 pm
Agreed, times 10 ^^ Wonderful poem~
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 7:51 pm
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 5:11 pm
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 10:16 pm
I have one!
There's a new girl at school She is walking up and down the halls She hears the whispers about her She is very suicideal She starts running down the hall There's a new girl at school
There's a new girl at school She ran to her dorm She is pounding her head against the wall She starts crying, crying, crying hard She doesn't know anyone There's a new girl at school
There's a new girl at school She got a roomate They became best friends She only had him He only had her There's a new girl at school
There's a new girl at school She tried to make everyone understand she isn't that diffrent They didn't belive anything she said She ran to her dorm She started crying There's a new girl at school
There's a new girl at school She bought a knife that night She wanted to die Her roomate was in love with her He bought one too There's a new girl at school
There's a new girl at school They killed themselves together He put her in his arms She layed in his arms She died first, while he cried There was a new girl at school.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 2:02 pm
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:11 am
me? (if it is, then thank u!)
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 1:12 am
they say most poets are insain i would be that the insane poet but you you got a piece of art i like it its nice
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 8:20 pm
reminds me of a dream i hade wen i killed my bro but i didnt cry i just left and that was it < is that bad sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2010 2:18 pm
(me or her?) unwantedsoul107 they say most poets are insain i would be that the insane poet but you you got a piece of art i like it its nice
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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2010 2:19 pm
(me or her?) marcis369 reminds me of a dream i hade wen i killed my bro but i didnt cry i just left and that was it < is that bad sweatdrop
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