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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:
"Un ange frappe a ma porte
Est-ce que je le laisse entrer
Ce n'est pas toujours ma faute
Si les choses sont cassées
Le diable frappe a ma porte
Il demande a me parler
Il y a en moi toujours l'autre
Attiré par le danger"


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's going to hurt you. You just have to decide who's worth the pain.

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't suffer from insanity; I enjoy ever minute of it."

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:
"Un ange frappe a ma porte
Est-ce que je le laisse entrer
Ce n'est pas toujours ma faute
Si les choses sont cassées
Le diable frappe a ma porte
Il demande a me parler
Il y a en moi toujours l'autre
Attiré par le danger"

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... :'(