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Lover's Suicide Note

"Hey it's me," The message says
"I know things have been rough, but maybe we can talk?"
Then there was silence as inside she screamed
'Babe I know your ignoring me
These things willnever change
You like the feeling but grow bored of me
After way too little time
Its okay though Babe,
You won't have to deal with me
I know I'm annoying,
I'll be gone soon enough though
Out of your hair for good
The permanent solution
To the temporary problem of life.
These words are my last
So goodbye.'
The unspoken words are the hardest hitting
Easily written with the blood
From her oozing wounds.
Right before she slight her wrist
Her pain gone
His suffering increased
TEN FOLD
Looking at the mess he caused,
Looking at the mess she made.

Author notes

ChristinaXCuriosity was inspired to create this poem because of someone.... "special"

*I am leaving at last a world where the heart must either break or turn to bronze.
Chamfort (1741-1794) -suicide note-

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  • DarkLotus4Life.
    February 1, 2008
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    thithis was a good poem. I think you could have put a little more emotion in it though.


  • Jasmine Rayne
    January 26, 2008

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    I like your take on the quote and almost instantly knew which one you chose without even looking in the Author's Notes. Thanks for your entry. It's much appreciated. :]


  • autumns rising
    January 14, 2008

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    like early stated i didn't like the ending. It should have packed more of a punch, it kind of lacked surprise and emotion. however this is tstill good. thank you


  • Dazed N Life
    December 3, 2007

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    OK... this poem is great... but definitely not what it could be! You bluntly reveal that you commit suicide at the end. I think what this poem needs is more imagery and less conversation. Tell me about the pain she is feeling. Tell me more! I will give you until the end of the contest to do this... if not I will tell you now that this is not the quality Im looking for.
    (p.s I'm sorry if this seems harsh but I'm being honest)