Thursday, January 15, 2009

K!ll Me


Kill Me,
Cause I Can't Stand The Pain.
Kill Me,
Cause I Can't See You With Somebody Else.
Kill Me,
Cause I Want You To Be Mine.
Kill Me,
Cause I Loved You,
Even Though I Knew...
That You Were Never Mine!


11 comments:

  1. ooooooooooooh!!tht's sad!!
    poem.......its nice!!

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  2. great poem! it's so sad, but i like it :)

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  3. Thanks so much for the comment! :)

    I like your blog, too. Nice poem.

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  4. Actually my name is just Bob. But my Dad's name is also Bob so some people call me little Bob.

    My studies are proggressing steadily. I've been working on 1 Corinthians for the past few months and I've also been reading a lot of books. Some are about cults, evolution, Christian evidence and that kind of stuff. So how are your studies going? - Bob

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  5. Wow that's a deep poem.
    Very personal.

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  6. Hey,
    yah, that's so SAD. R U OK??
    I love that pic too. I took it myself. I love photography.
    It's just something I do. But, yah, that's my favorite self-photo.

    You want to learn guitar? It's really fun, but it takes awhile for your fingers to get used to the grind of playing. You need calluses on the tips of your finger (don't worry, unless you play 7 hours a day, you shouldn't see them. And your muscles need to get used to stretching. That's why people will say "It's so hard" but in truth, it only takes about a week to get used to it. I highly encourage you to start! It's something you can take with you your whole life. I like playing Acoustic Rock, and Pop.
    What type of music do you like?
    _Jillian

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  7. good post baby. u improving great

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  8. thanks for the comment... hope life is cheering up for ya, if it hasnt it will soon. people can always be jerks, but youll find the ones that really make you happy

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  9. well damn in such little words that was hot

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  10. Oh hon. Are you okay? Things hurt sometimes, but they always get better.

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  11. nice lil' grim poem
    with right amount of aggression

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Your words mean a lot :)