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Submitted by EuReKa, 11/11/2009 8:59:19 PM [profile]
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Dear God (Don’t Take Her)
Dead God, it’s your son, I haven’t been good.
If you want to ignore me, that is understood.
I know I’ve asked a lot in these last few years.
I’ve asked you to save me and erase my fears.
I asked you to watch over the ones I love.
Asked you to send Angels from way up above.
But I have another request that I’d like to send.
I want you to help my very special friend.
Dear God, I know that life is not fair.
But listen to this very special prayer.
My head is bowed and I’m on my knees.
I’m asking you, Lord, I’m begging you please.
My friend is slipping, she’s following your call.
Every heart beat is fragile and very small.
Her breathing is shallow, she fights for her life.
When I see her in pain, it cuts like a knife.
Why are you taking her away from me?
She’s trying to survive, I know you can see.
She’s slowly slipping but it seems so fast.
I’m so afraid that this next breath is her last.
I know you’re listening, you can here my cries.
And you should know that I’m bad at goodbyes.
I hold her hand and say that it’s alright.
But she’s losing hope and giving up the fight.
Dear God, give her strength to make it through.
Do the miracle thing that I know you can do.
Give her courage and bring back her hope.
Calm all our broken hearts and help us to cope.
I know you hear me as I kneel and pray.
Let her survive so she can see the next day.
Dear God, please listen to my plea.
Don’t take her away from me.
- © 2009 Michael Dean Dumeir
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Submitted by mustang_93, 11/10/2009 5:21:42 PM [profile]
Submitted by JoyfullDreams, 11/8/2009 12:40:47 AM [profile]
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So, think about every second you have wasted, all the pain you have suffered and caused to others, all the things and persons whom you wasted your time in¡¦ Little by little, you¡¯re dying, that's how you want to die?
The best way of dying is knowing that you could have the time to live, to smile, to laugh, to make someone smile, to love... Die with the best memories you have had and the proud of having a life, and spending all your time, enjoying it.
- SilviaJaimes
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Submitted by Niki_Sunshine, 11/3/2009 1:36:01 AM [profile]
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she lies there
all alone
with her wings
all shattered and torn
she drags herself
as far as she can
but she cant go far
without his hands
she held them for so long
but he left her there
to fend for herself
she feels so dead
and drained of hope
she crawls in her hole
and dies alone
forever she'll be a fallen angle
that died of all the lies he fed her
- me
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Submitted by EuReKa, 10/26/2009 8:58:38 PM [profile]
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If I…?
If I give you a gun, will you pull the trigger?
Does holding the gun make you feel bigger?
If I give you a bat, will you beat me until I break?
Does seeing my pain make you feel more awake?
If I give you a knife, will you stab me in the back?
Does murder make up for the things that you lack?
If I give you a noose, will you put it around my throat?
Does my death give you a reason to gloat?
If I give you a pillow, will you smother me in my sleep?
Does my suffocation give you something to reap?
If I give you a pill, will you force me to swallow it?
Does my scream make you feel much more legit?
If I give you a syringe, will you stick it in my arm?
Does injustice give you more of a charm?
If I give you a razor, will you drain all of my blood?
Does my lifeless body make you feel like a stud?
If I give you a car, will you run over my body?
Does seeing my life drain away make you feel less shoddy?
If I give you a fire, will you burn me alive?
Does witnessing my agony help you survive?
If I give you some water, will you shove me under?
Does my drowning make you feel like a wonder?
If I give you reason on why I want to die
Will you be the one to help me say good-bye…?
- © 2009 Michael Dean Dumeir
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Submitted by McMazing, 10/26/2009 7:55:04 PM [profile]
Submitted by EuReKa, 10/24/2009 7:48:02 PM [profile]
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Keep Holding On: My Plea Against Suicide
Hold up, girl, what are you doing?
What is this that I am viewing?
You have that gun pressed to your head.
And you wish that you were dead.
Hold up, man, what will you do?
What they say is totally untrue.
You aren’t stupid, ugly or bad.
Please don’t be angry or upset or sad.
Come on, girl, put down that knife.
I know you want to end your life.
Brother, please put down the pot.
This isn’t how happiness is bought.
My friend, please don’t swallow those pills
Is this worth all those hospital bills?
When life’s going wrong and it seems a mess.
And you are under all of that stress.
Don’t reach for those objects to cause pain.
Even if happiness is so hard to attain.
See, sometimes life isn’t what we expect.
And happiness is hard to detect.
But look for the rainbow, look up high
After the rain has fallen from the sky.
Life isn’t always so bad and wrong.
You have time to find where you belong.
Life’s a travel, you have to find your path.
But occasionally you will be filled with wrath.
People will try to stand in your way.
Sometimes from the path, you may stray.
But that path will always be laid at your feet.
And all these demons, I know you’ll beat.
So please, girl, keep holding on.
Look for the light at the dawn.
Come on, man, show them what you’re really about.
Keep yourself strong and stout.
I’ll take your hand and be your guide.
Please, this is my plea against suicide.
- © 2009 Michael Dean Dumeir
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Submitted by EuReKa, 10/24/2009 7:45:33 PM [profile]
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Shut Up
Shut up, shut up, I don’t want to hear it.
Just stop talking, I don’t care one bit.
Why can't you listen and just quit?
If you don’t stop you might get hit.
Why are you still talking, can you not hear?
I am a lot more than I appear.
I turn around so you can't see my tear
If you look in my eyes you would see fear.
I say I don’t care but that’s a lie.
You can see me smile but can't see me cry.
Just keep talking and I’ll just sigh.
I want to crawl in a hole and die.
Why did you do this to me?
Why couldn’t you go and let me be?
I’m just going to run and flee.
Don’t worry about it, now I’m free.
I’m just laying here in my bed.
Both blood and tears have been shed.
These red stains continue to spread.
Bet you’re glad that I’m now dead.
- © 2009 Michael Dean Dumeir
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Submitted by Searles_01, 10/22/2009 4:11:23 PM [profile]
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I lay awake at night, thinking about that night.'
When my entire world flipped upside down.
The night a 31 year old man killed four 17 year old boys,
because he felt like superman. he didnt think his actions would hurt anyone
when he got behind that wheel, 6 drinks deep.
4 boys were in that car, only one made it to the hospital
but in the end, that couldn't save him
the blood he lost was too much, the cuts too deep
and i watched the only brother i ever had, slowly slip away.
When you hear about drunk driving accidents,
you always think of young, foolish teenagers
but the truth is that we're not the only ones to blame,
sometimes were the victims.
- Unknown
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