The Suicide Effect

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They broke up,
And she thought there was nothing more to it,
Then he put the gun to his head.
Closed his eyes and counted down from ten
Pulling the trigger at the numbers end.
He thought that's what he wanted,
But little did he know,
There was a boy who looked up to him like he was the world.
The boy acted strong,
Didn't cry till he was alone,
But who was to save him from that same fate?
All alone,
In a silent room,
With all the right weapons in your grasp.

That is the suicide effect.





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Lonleydandy said...
Jul. 15, 2009 at 2:33 pm
I really like this. It is really true. Great poem!
 
Joanna said...
Jul. 13, 2009 at 10:40 pm
Oh dear.
This is quite an intense poem. I'd like to see some things changed to create more flow, like the punctuation and some of the lines. The second last line, "With all the right weapons in your grasp", though describes it perfectly, doesn't exactly fit with the rest of the poem, in my opinion.
Still, nicely done. A dark poem, but nicely written.
 
Jordon. said...
Jul. 13, 2009 at 6:55 pm
wow, that's very well written.
i like it a lot, x
 
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