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just like the jagged dagger (Free verse) by Angel_of_fait Just like the jagged dagger ripping through
the air beneath my shallow bends. cutting
my feet till i turn black & blue, i cry out
for help. but no one can hear me. I shout
for hours and hours till i cannot speak no
more. i ask myself will i live agin. or
will i be dead for ever. dead like the
black sea swallowing me whole. I am just
like the jagged dagger sliceing my life
away. are we all just like daggers or is it
just me cutting the meat till there is no
more to cut.are we all just meat for my
jagged dagger to stab into deeper and
deeper.no one knows .but one day soon we
shall know the truth.cause the truth is
barried under layers of pain and sorrow of
depression that hurt's so bad we kill
everything around us untill we kill
ourselves.then we shall be alive alive once
again.
Victoria Shanelle
Up the ladder:
Special Gift
Down the ladder:
Faded
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Posted: July 9, 2002 12:32 AM PDT; Last modified: July 9, 2002 12:32 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.681818 Overall Rank: 12182 Comments:
You know, I read this poeme and thought: I am also just like the jagged dagger "sliceing" my life away.
when you are cut, you turn red, not black and blue.
good ideas and descriptions.. work on spelling and grammar...
well victoria..aren't we the self mutilating raymond cunnigham pagan! could it be....mmmmmmmm. SATAn!!! you're forgiving , now please DIE. thankyou you for being so understanding..now arsenic toe nail the vagina. good day.
the angels must die whether they are angels of fit or fate...lit or lite. they must BURN!!r
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I'm having trouble getting what you're saying; I keep getting hung up on little confusions: "beneath my shallow bends" -- what are your bends? shallow? why does cutting your feet bruise you? wouldn't it bleed you instead? red? The comparison to the dagger is vague... if you're the dagger, then aren't you using yourself to use yourself to use yourself to use yourself against yourself?
I can remember being 14 in texas. (port arthur) I don't really want to. :)