it's not over

July 31, 2009
By Jackie Bierman BRONZE, New Rochelle, New York
Jackie Bierman BRONZE, New Rochelle, New York
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i swallow a pill. it is my eighth already.
my time is coming, i can just feel it.
no more school. no more friends.
no more dad beating up mom all the time.
no more hiding the scars and the tears.
no more hiding anything. no more pretending.
pretending was the worst. nothing hurts more.
no more chances. no more apologies.
no more goodbyes. no more tears.
no more smiles. no more laughter.
there’s no starting over.
because once you’re gone, you’re gone.
and there’s no coming back.
i put down the bottle.
i pick up the phone.
maybe...
maybe it’s not my time yet.
maybe i should take the chance
while i still have it.



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on Aug. 21 2009 at 6:15 am
AnXearlyXending GOLD, Acton, Massachusetts
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Very good poem, its really sad and you pertrayed the emotion well.

I hope this is not true =[

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on Aug. 20 2009 at 9:23 pm
This is positivly amazing. i love it! you got a way with words. Great Job.

on Aug. 20 2009 at 6:50 pm
jennee21_ann GOLD, Helper, Utah
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