| Author | In Tear-Soaked Gloves (a poem by Geia) |
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in tear-soked gloves i sit here just wanting to talk...
Down the path of self-pity and longing do I walk...
In tear-soked gloves ive been through hell and back...
Feeling sorrow for myself i take the gun down from the rack...
to kill before you just to show you how much that I care...
in tear-soked gloves I wait... waiting for you to answer back... |
| T_T... no one even see this? |
| are u ok? |
| is this because i took post number 4000? if so i am sorry, i didnt know it meant that much to you. |
| lol @trufle |
...
I didn't know phone salesmen had such harsh lives... |
| Ouch this is quite... disturbing. |
| lol, im not a fone salesman and its supposed to trick you. It's not at all about what it first looks like... read it over again. =] |
you want to walk but you cant
no one will talk to you
you are depressed
you have a rack of guns
are you an army soldier who lost a good friend? |
| your a gay comeing out of the closet right |
| is it about putting down a sick pet/animal? |
Is number 10 right?
can you tell use what is about? |
| nicee :) |
no im not gay (im actually homophobic by nature, no offense guys). and im not a soldier who lost a friend, but that was a good guess.
guess a couple more times and i might tell you what it means ;) |
| i am sticking with my first answer i am sure it is right |
| um....your depressed..crying..your a your committing suside??? and your alone |
| you're adolescent |
| what dose adolescent mean? |
| i know!!!! he's emo!!! |
| ummmm, u shot your friend to show them how much ucare? |
