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Death in Suburbia MAG

May 24, 2009
By hyperactivemayfly PLATINUM, Arlington Heights, Illinois
hyperactivemayfly PLATINUM, Arlington Heights, Illinois
29 articles 0 photos 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Un ange frappe a ma porte<br /> Est-ce que je le laisse entrer<br /> Ce n&#039;est pas toujours ma faute<br /> Si les choses sont cass&eacute;es<br /> Le diable frappe a ma porte<br /> Il demande a me parler<br /> Il y a en moi toujours l&#039;autre<br /> Attir&eacute; par le danger&quot;


Death in Suburbia
Snap
Crack
Thud
Whack
The sounds
Of
Murder.
Am I
The
Only
One
Who hears
Them?
So many
Young lives
Cut short,
Ended
On

A

Whim.
Beings that
Worked so
Hard to get
To where they
Were
In life.
Snipped off
When their existence
Was just starting.
Genocide.
Killing
Without compassion.
Am I
The only
One
Who cares?
Who tries
To save them
But fails?
After, I sit
In my room
Crying
About the lives
I could not win back.
And they call it gardening.



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on Apr. 6 2010 at 6:49 am
taintedannex GOLD, Hong Kong, Other
15 articles 5 photos 166 comments

Favorite Quote:
The truth is that at some point, everyone&#039;s going to hurt you. You just have to decide who&#039;s worth the pain.<br /> <br /> Some say having something to lose is what makes you vulnerable. I believe that having something to lose only makes you stronger.

This is great! I had the same reaction as StandardToaster :)

on Feb. 11 2010 at 10:00 pm
StandardToaster PLATINUM, Pasadena, California
20 articles 0 photos 209 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t suffer from insanity; I enjoy ever minute of it.&quot;

hahahahhahaha! i love this! at first i was all sad becuz i thought this was about teen suicide or something but i LOVE the last line! check out my work? http ://www.teenink .com /poetry/all/article/168414/Heart-on-Fire/

on Nov. 4 2009 at 8:05 pm
hyperactivemayfly PLATINUM, Arlington Heights, Illinois
29 articles 0 photos 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Un ange frappe a ma porte<br /> Est-ce que je le laisse entrer<br /> Ce n&#039;est pas toujours ma faute<br /> Si les choses sont cass&eacute;es<br /> Le diable frappe a ma porte<br /> Il demande a me parler<br /> Il y a en moi toujours l&#039;autre<br /> Attir&eacute; par le danger&quot;

thanx ;) my parents forced me to do yard work, so I wrote this poem in protest.

INnaturegirl said...
on Nov. 3 2009 at 8:23 pm
lol awww this is sweet.... poor dead flowers... :'(