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December Dawn

 

This night is all dark
Sad and bad
But I believe morn would arrive
And make me glad

 

I am all weak right now
Stumbled and crumbled
But I will wait for the sun
‘Cause I know dawn has never surrendered

 

I hug my broken self
All at this moment
But I hope the sunrise
Will remove all my torment

 

I came to my senses
Had to accept my defeat
The dawn I wish may never arrive
Can’t move on, Can’t stay on, Can’t retreat

 

All night I cried, regretted
And made tainted moan
As I realized
This December night won’t give me a December dawn

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Suicide~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

She rose above the horizon
Just to find the
Empty-ness of the new world

 

She kissed the lovely night
Only to discover herself
Lost in its darkness


Vichitra Joshi  (J.Vic)

Author notes

Reference:-

2003 December 31st a young girl named Bijal Joshi went to a new year party with Her boyfriend. After some time her boyfriends took her to a hotel forced her to drink alcohol, and later on he and his other five friends raped that girl.

The girl came out as a strong one and she asked for judicial help (which normal indian girls wont do because of the dignity of there family and pride and all...). The case is still going on, all the guys have been arrested and the usuall judicial course is going on ( i will try to inform you there punishment after few decades when the judge announces it ).

Amidst all the help from the government and social workers, some-one's odd comment made that girl commit suicide  
She commited suicide within a week.. may be around 7th or 8th january...  
Her suicide note was published in local newspapers.. tell you what.. many people cried reading it  

The poem Is Based On This Incident

About poem:

The part of the poem Before that ~~~Suicide~~~ is Written from the point of view of that girl... what she must have felt before commiting suicide, i realy felt for her... just this write came out

the part after her suicide is my personal feelings for her...   .. and her suicide ....

please please.. try to understand it... i think i am little too silly to make you all understand this poem.. hope you all get it

Again here dont take december night and december dawn literally...december night here, i have taken as bijal joshi's boyfriend... you turn out to be a nightmare for her... and december dawn is what she wish her boyfriend to be.

againt.. december dawn doesnt exists... cos after 31st of december there is no december dawn... though there is a dawn... but the girl wont have the dawn she wanted.... (got it.. please)


i will try to explain it in a better way

miss me

Take cares

- vic

IF ANYONE COUDNT UNDERSTAND MY EXPLANATION... HERE IS A BETTER ONE FROM MY DEAREST LORD GINIELASSI

This night is all dark
Sad and bad
But I believe morn would arrive
And make me glad

She had more strength than many girls can ever find in that she
didn't allow them to win and go on as if they had not scarred her life. Not speaking up is as good as accepting blame that was not hers to bear.

I am all weak right now
Stumbled and crumbled
But I will wait for the sun
‘Cause I know dawn has never surrendered

Her feelings of weakness are backed up by a sense of hope. Indeed the dawn always comes, it never fails to defeat darkness and shed light on the truth.

I hug my broken self
All at this moment
But I hope the sunrise
Will remove all my torment

Rape is more than a violation of the body, but of the soul and in her case, her heart, because of her boyfriend. The weakness felt in the night is darkness itself; fear and anguish, loneliness and indecision, terrors of the shadows trample strength and dreams. When the sun rises life becomes easier to take. One can drown in activities and bury the weight of the mind.

I came to my senses
Had to accept my defeat
The dawn I wish may never arrive
Can’t move on, Can’t stay on, Can’t retreat

Perhaps she realized that though she wanted justice, justice would never be enough to free her soul and that the battles ahead would last forever, long after the trial and court decisions. With her moron, idiot, monster boyfriend as the dawn...who would want to face the dawn again? IN a court, she would probably have to see him and his disgusting freak friends too. After thought, she'd realize that people are ignorant and there would be many pointing fingers at her and trying to absolve boys as "just boys being boys".

All night I cried, regretted
And made tainted moan
As I realized
This December night won’t give me a December dawn

Sheer hopelessness for the future, all the thoughts and hauntings of the night have a loud and staggering voice.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Suicide~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


She rose above the horizon
Just to find the
Empty-ness of the new world

A changed life, making a young girl an old woman in such a short time with the emotional whirlpools dragging her beneath. Like a vacuum of space and she is but a tiny spec of dust without a direction or a destination.


She kissed the lovely night
Only to discover herself
Lost in its darkness

I take this to mean that though she might have honored the monster with a kiss he swallowed her in his darkness and greed. The pure and simple gesture of a kiss was not enough to appease a sinister heart.



December 31st has heavy significance since, as you pointed out there are no more days left in December for another December Dawn. Her visions of her boyfriend can not be positive anymore and the Nightmare of the last night of December continues on.

You know, young women, they idolize their boyfriends, kind of like they idolize male elders. They expect protection, tenderness and care from them and when stricken smitten by a fellow, they give their trust without suspicions and monsters like these boys take advantage of that innocent gift instead of seeing it as something to cherish they see it as an oppertunity.

SO many young ladies all over the world stay silent after a rape
feeling that the shame and filth is theirs to bear instead of the foul, vicious and frankly pathetic souls who had so little care for another human being and so little self control and so little respect for laws and simple morality take what is not theirs to touch. The filth is the victimizer not the victim becuase it is their soiled soul and ugly heart that allows such actions to become someone elses nightmarish reality.

Though this girl commited suicide, I hope the young women of India can still see that she is a hero. She may have lost her internal fight with the nightmare, but she spoke up. She shined HER OWN December Dawn on the faces of the creepy, evil monsters and now everyone can see them for what they are and NEVER again will a young woman be fooled by one of them to think they are worthy of anything but spittle in their eyes. She did what was right and no shame or blame for the December Nightmare she was sucked into should be on her shoulders.

May those boys suffer greatly for the rest of their lives for what they have done. Prison is a lesser punishment for them. When their mothers and fathers look at them I hope they will see the shame they bring to them and know they anguish of dead dreams they had for their sons. They deserve to carry the guilt of destroying a young life forever and you know what. I hope her face haunts them until they day they die! Death is too good for this kind of person. I hope that society serves them a deep dish of vicious social rejection and that they live long lives to know the pain that girl lived through in a mere 2 weeks!
Written August 17th, 2005

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  • sable rider
    November 2, 2006
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    A battered heart weeps in the dark,
    Scared to reaveal itself,
    Public scorn it fears not,
    For it shares no proximity with it,

    It stopped beating after some time,
    for Loving was it's only function,
    Love turned hostile,trust died,
    It's purpose was also dead.

    It is these incidents that puts a big question infront of Human Reasoning. Is sense pleasure higher than soul satisfaction? Is human life , human emotions so frivolous to be played with....
    It's not about a moment gone bad ,it's about an individuality destroyed , which is rendered numb to all emotions ...that too if it manages to exist..after all the hurt.

    i am happy Vic tht u not only wrote this poem, but u lived it as well...i wish all boys could empathise ...

  • SeLfDeStRuCtIoN
    June 26, 2006
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    your heart is even bigger than i imagined, i think all of us that have been through such a horrible ideal can appreciate the sentiment of your poetic genious. thax EP

  • Pari Ali
    February 5, 2006
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    the poem is so filled with empathy Vic, you are living the girl's pain and with your words helping the readers to live it too. What a terrible story it is really tragic that it is the victim who suffers most because of a perverted social outlook. She should have got help support and sympathy instead of which... it should never have happened at all.


  • blueyez
    February 5, 2006
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    outstanding

    How very very sad vic. What a tribute to a sweet misfortunate girl you have made. I am very proud of you on this write. Outstanding.


  • HangingSoul
    February 5, 2006
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    hey vic...thanx for sharing this...i loved how you made sense of words like december night and dawn and other things as such!!...you've portrayed things very beautifully....i liked the lines

    Can’t move on, Can’t stay on, Can’t retreat

    just pictures what it must be like for a victim....they can't do anything...it's how terribly rape affects the person!!

    Thanx for putting this up
    LuV
    VidZ

  • Sweets-chocolate
    January 15, 2006
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    sarah:
    very good, i liek the way you rhymed and placed your words, it had a good beat and its very good! exxellent job!!


  • Steven Beesley
    October 14, 2005
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    Excellent!

    Vic, such a sad story and you did a grand job of telling it!


  • FallenAngel OfMercy
    September 29, 2005
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    10 stars

    Wow I loved this poem and I have heard of that story. She was brave, but its a tragdy what happend. No man or women has the right to trun something so lovely boy or girl into something so unclean. I loved it it was deep and meaning full. Great job Vic.


  • angelfire81
    September 26, 2005
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    critical

    wow this was exteremly sad and still so powerful. Thank you for the in depth explaination at the end. Do you know where I might be able to find the suicide note that was printed? I would like to read it, to understand her better....


  • poetmaster32
    September 22, 2005
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    this is a very sad poem, but the encouraging thing is that she has become stronger and didnt let them get away with it.


  • Risia
    September 16, 2005
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    I love how the poem starts and how it ends,it really give relevance to your poem,good work!!!


  • twisted spirit
    September 14, 2005
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    wow, very thick, i love it a lot, cant wait to read more

  • -Mary-Duffy-
    September 8, 2005
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    truely talented

    You know this is so very terrible and I can truely understand why you felt for this girl and wrote this poem for her, that is so nice of you, to be hosest I couldnt understand your poem fully, that not because its bad, its because I only learning to understand poetry myself but hopefully soon I will, thou I really like it when you explain the each verse in your own words It made it a lot better, it also learned me a little bit thanks so very much as usuall your writing is perfect, well I think that anyway. this was brillant work and you give the reader a little bit of what you felt when we read it, good work.

    see you soon, my friend.

    before i forget


  • jenelda silver member
    September 5, 2005
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    OHHH My little Chickadee, what a brilliant poem and so sad to think this happened to the young Indian girl, those boys I hope they suffer badly, get warts all over their bodies that weep putrid pus forever so no girl goes near them.
    Jennifer


  • Neha Sharma silver member
    August 31, 2005
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    hiiii vic...
    hats off you you sir... I must say yaar... this poem is woinderful... and I liked the way you've explained it later... rape and suicides are getting so common these days... in delhi the cond is even bad... I know how it feels going in a bus when people seem to eat you up with their cruel looks... how it feels when they gaze at you as an object... rapes are not declining... our society is getting worst day bt day.... trust remains a topic of the past... you cannot trust your frnds even... even relatives... I've heartd cases of daughters being raped by father... you have potryed a very touching pic of the incident... kaash sab aap jaisa sochte...

    Neha

  • greenandpiercing
    August 28, 2005
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    True

    This piece of art was beautiful. You have touched my soul, thank you so much for posting it.
    Forever Thanks. I was going through these feelings and situation right when i read this so i can RELATE.


  • Sanya
    August 28, 2005
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    lovely

    wow!! You deserve sooooooooooooooooooooo many applauses
    One from me too and best wishes throughout. A writeup could never have been so beautifully written and so clearly expressed.


  • eternalpoet
    August 26, 2005
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    she isnt my relative


  • eternalpoet
    August 26, 2005
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    hey dear.. i am not at my home .. i mean. i am in another state.. i wil be back at your page.. zooming in ..lol.. please dun think ythat lil kiki is being ignored.. wait sillyy

  • p
    August 20, 2005
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    cool..THis is such a good write..Good luck at the contest..and I am literally speechless..(don't tell this to yeti)..well..um..Suicide is a bizarre thing to have been done after braving the epidsode..and you gave an excellent explanation don't worry and Genie's also was good..and you have brought out an excellent message through your write..thanks for tht..if you don't know wht it is..think think think..

  • Im Spiffy
    August 20, 2005
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    WOW! this was great i think you had enough explination your a great poet
    <--extra!
    ♥Kiki♥


  • beckyXmarie
    August 19, 2005
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    Wow. You must really have felt for this girl. Your description is superb. Wow. I. Loved. This. Great job, this is excellent. Your words were true, and could be felt, seriouly amazing piece.
    --
    Becky

  • Capital
    August 19, 2005
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    I would applaud 10x if I could.

    Heavy sigh. The words in your poem gripped me and then I went and read your comment...this is a poem I will never forget, and your thoughts in your comments will stay with me forever.

    Amazing piece of writing, "‘Cause I know dawn has never surrendered "- that line held a lot of meaning to me.

    Absolutely amazing, extremely sad but yet hopeful all at the same time, you never cease to astound!


  • Babyruth714
    August 18, 2005
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    beautiful

    Vic, you always find a way to make a poem beautiful, even if it is sad, this was beautiful I'm sure she would have Loved it, I heard about the case, 'twas a very horrible misfortune to have fallen upon her, but you have made her into such a strong and beautiful symbol
    I hug my broken self
    All at this moment
    But I hope the sunrise
    Will remove all my torment
    I especially Loved this stanza, I can relate to it, you're such an excellent poet, never stop Love Ruth


  • Parth Sawhney
    August 18, 2005
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    Awesome

    hi vichi,
    spectacular work. masterpiece, i would say. the way u have potrayed her feelings is beauty. U have written a great write on a real incident. Also, u have wonderfully explained all the stanzas. The poem shows ur skill of words. Hats Off to ur creativity. Glad to share your work.
    Ur pal,
    Parth.


  • Distant Traveller
    August 18, 2005
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    Hey Vic:
    one question, are you and Bijail related?Just wondering, you know, by the surname.
    This is a nice write, i can't say it is your BEST but it's pretty niceall the same!
    i interpreted you poem a bit different that your explanation,i believed thatkiss to be a metaphor of 'death's kiss' i.e. suicide's kiss and that the 'darkness' meant all the negative stuff that comes with it!
    well nothing much to say!
    byeee
    Peace and Love
    Michi


  • August 18, 2005
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    good poem love it hope you the best of winning the contest

  • eternalpoet
    August 18, 2005
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    i just added some more explanation... just in case

  • JM Kenyon silver member
    August 18, 2005
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    This is such a sad poem Vic. I could feel the pain of anger, hurt, depression, sadness, and the cold bite of lonely isolation. Her December Dawn's evil soul is revealed in one of the worst and most disbolical manners possible and forever shatters the shining image dousing it in shadows of an eternal December Dawn.

    This night is all dark
    Sad and bad
    But I believe morn would arrive
    And make me glad

    She had more strength than many girls can ever find in that she
    didn't allow them to win and go on as if they had not scarred her life. Not speaking up is as good as accepting blame that was not hers to bear.

    I am all weak right now
    Stumbled and crumbled
    But I will wait for the sun
    ‘Cause I know dawn has never surrendered

    Her feelings of weakness are backed up by a sense of hope. Indeed the dawn always comes, it never fails to defeat darkness and shed light on the truth.

    I hug my broken self
    All at this moment
    But I hope the sunrise
    Will remove all my torment

    Rape is more than a violation of the body, but of the soul and in her case, her heart, because of her boyfriend. The weakness felt in the night is darkness itself; fear and anguish, loneliness and indecision, terrors of the shadows trample strength and dreams. When the sun rises life becomes easier to take. One can drown in activities and bury the weight of the mind.

    I came to my senses
    Had to accept my defeat
    The dawn I wish may never arrive
    Can’t move on, Can’t stay on, Can’t retreat

    Perhaps she realized that though she wanted justice, justice would never be enough to free her soul and that the battles ahead would last forever, long after the trial and court decisions. With her moron, idiot, monster boyfriend as the dawn...who would want to face the dawn again? IN a court, she would probably have to see him and his disgusting freak friends too. After thought, she'd realize that people are ignorant and there would be many pointing fingers at her and trying to absolve boys as "just boys being boys".

    All night I cried, regretted
    And made tainted moan
    As I realized
    This December night won’t give me a December dawn

    Sheer hopelessness for the future, all the thoughts and hauntings of the night have a loud and staggering voice.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Suicide~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    She rose above the horizon
    Just to find the
    Empty-ness of the new world

    A changed life, making a young girl an old woman in such a short time with the emotional whirlpools dragging her beneath. Like a vacuum of space and she is but a tiny spec of dust without a direction or a destination.


    She kissed the lovely night
    Only to discover herself
    Lost in its darkness

    I take this to mean that though she might have honored the monster with a kiss he swallowed her in his darkness and greed. The pure and simple gesture of a kiss was not enough to appease a sinister heart.



    December 31st has heavy significance since, as you pointed out there are no more days left in December for another December Dawn. Her visions of her boyfriend can not be positive anymore and the Nightmare of the last night of December continues on.

    You know, young women, they idolize their boyfriends, kind of like they idolize male elders. They expect protection, tenderness and care from them and when stricken smitten by a fellow, they give their trust without suspicions and monsters like these boys take advantage of that innocent gift instead of seeing it as something to cherish they see it as an oppertunity.

    SO many young ladies all over the world stay silent after a rape
    feeling that the shame and filth is theirs to bear instead of the foul, vicious and frankly pathetic souls who had so little care for another human being and so little self control and so little respect for laws and simple morality take what is not theirs to touch. The filth is the victimizer not the victim becuase it is their soiled soul and ugly heart that allows such actions to become someone elses nightmarish reality.

    Though this girl commited suicide, I hope the young women of India can still see that she is a hero. She may have lost her internal fight with the nightmare, but she spoke up. She shined HER OWN December Dawn on the faces of the creepy, evil monsters and now everyone can see them for what they are and NEVER again will a young woman be fooled by one of them to think they are worthy of anything but spittle in their eyes. She did what was right and no shame or blame for the December Nightmare she was sucked into should be on her shoulders.

    May those boys suffer greatly for the rest of their lives for what they have done. Prison is a lesser punishment for them. When their mothers and fathers look at them I hope they will see the shame they bring to them and know they anguish of dead dreams they had for their sons. They deserve to carry the guilt of destroying a young life forever and you know what. I hope her face haunts them until they day they die! Death is too good for this kind of person. I hope that society serves them a deep dish of vicious social rejection and that they live long lives to know the pain that girl lived through in a mere 2 weeks!

    OK, lol, Vic, you've touched on a very passionate subject with me and I have rambled on and on. You've taken a serious and painful topic and portrayed it with a poetic, emotional flair. Excellent work Vic.

    Sending biggest s and best wishes...

    ~genie~

  • diwata
    August 18, 2005
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    just great

    ok...You had a lot of explaining to do for this one, and you did explain this well...As for me I somehow understand it as I read along...and I was perplexed with ~~~~~suicide~~~~~ and the part after that, which was so different from the first part. Thanks a lot for explaining....

    This is a great write...two views in one...with rhyme...

    More power, vic.
    Take care always.


  • Tigerblood
    August 18, 2005
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    Great write, it pulls in the sadness and the tragedy.. hope those boys get it back tenfold!

    -Tiger

  • eternalpoet
    August 17, 2005
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    hahahha .. mumma.. that blonde thingy was so funny.. .. well..


  • Chelsea dagger
    August 17, 2005
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    that is such a terribvle incident. i think you captured it very well and i hope those boys get whats comming to them! that is soo terrible.


  • IrrefutableBliss
    August 17, 2005
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    Such a sad poem, and such a sad story. Very very very touching though. I totally loved it. The tragidy of the girl was amazing and the hopelessness was portrayed beautifully. Such beauty. She will be in our thoughts now, thanks to you. Amazing work.

    x.x Becca


  • grannyeri gold member
    August 17, 2005
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    Very tragic story. A lovely poem you wrote about the incident. Much emotion is shared with the readers, and comes across to use in huge amounts. Well done


  • umlaut
    August 17, 2005
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    awesome. i simply love it. something about the image and the wording is just... perfect together. it's pretty flawless, i couldn't find anything wrong with it. excellent, and great write.


  • Laura Lamarca gold member
    August 17, 2005
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    A very sad and touching write that came from deep within your huge heart. Thank you for your explanation also, mumma's blonde & explanations help immensely sometimes Good luck in the contest, another trophy would be good for you to polish....hehe Thanks for sharing....hugs and kisses.....Mumma xxx


  • DamnUnique
    August 17, 2005
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    OMG vic this was such a great write! you're sooooooo talented! this poem was truly a wonderful piece....it was so sad and yet so beautiful....sorry to hear about that girl though...it must've been so tough for her....and then too,people didn't make her life easier that the poor girl suicided...
    you're a superb poet,vic and i'm sure this amazing piece of yours is gonna get a gold....you deserve even more than that!
    keep writing

  • Silver Sionnach
    August 17, 2005
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    Vic, this is truly a beautiful and tragic piece of work. I honestly didn't know what to expect when I gave you this title, and you've created something so imaginative and moving...
    I am beyond impressed with this
    Thank you for entering and I wish you the best of luck
    ~Liadan

  • nolonger
    August 17, 2005
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    This was simply amazing, so much said here, you did a fantastic job as always
    The only thing that rubbed me wrong was the first stanza, i think it was weak compared to the rest of the poem, but still good, this was a fantastic write, my fav stanza by far
    "All night I cried, regretted
    And made tainted moan
    As I realized
    This December night won’t give me a December dawn "
    that was just absolutly beautiful
    as your words always
    are
    ~ vini~

  • Sweet Angel16
    August 17, 2005
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    wow Vic dis poem is brilliant! n from knowing u allready i do kno dat u ave a big heart n wen coming to writes like this u r brill at dem! da poem just like u wanted to write n tell of how she may have felt, well u certainly did dat coz its so sad!
    ..


  • Golden boy
    August 17, 2005
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    my poems are wierd this is art beond my eyes


  • schadenfreude
    August 17, 2005
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    no words to describe it!

    woah... this is so sad, and truly deeply heartfelt, I feel so sad right now.. I'm not sure if I get it though.. but I think I do.. I've told you before and I'll tell you again, you're simply too good to be true... You've got a heart of gold.

    I really loved reading this, take care s and es from lil me.

    Hate me never, Love me forever.
    -DeathsBabyGirl
    Edited on Aug 17, 10:41 because ''.

  • Belle
    August 17, 2005
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    Your heart is so big and it comes across in everything that you write, love. This is so full of emotions, it made me a little upset, actually. I think I get it, hope I do.....you wrote it beautifully.....and the girl? She is your relation, no?
    ~Brandi~
    *hugs and kisses*


  • Sitara
    August 17, 2005
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    Sensitively written Vic ,touches my heart .Ill tell you an incident 8 boys rape athier female classmate 12 years old in school .The last boy who enters the room finds out that this girl is her sister ,,,own!! he goes into a coma ,n the 12 yr old girl dies quitely .So thats the way things r moving these days ,n guess what ,the whole press hushes up the incident ,,no news ,no leaks everything brushed up !!!!under carpets

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