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The End

December 20, 2013
By getdude56 ELITE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
getdude56 ELITE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
473 articles 0 photos 118 comments

Favorite Quote:
Scenery is nothing more than poetry.<br /> Love is nothing more than chemicals.<br /> &#039;Cause fairy tales are just scribbled pages filled with happy endings and little white lies.<br /> One person can make a difference, but a crowd can make a change.


They carve a distinguished picture,
Of their life story.
Using the tip of a razor,
It's drawn out on their body.
The resolution is planned out first,
With the plot being written last.
Because the final cut will end the curse,
And everyone puts their tale in the past.
Everyone cares when it's too late,
Screaming at one's crestfallen fate.
Tears flow down the horrified face,
As their heartbeat slows its once steady pace.
Cherry-red ink covers the hardwood floor,
A stained puddle proves breathing is no more.
If they had paid attention to the foreshadowing events of the course,
Maybe they wouldn't be grieving over a coffin full of remorse.
The victim was never heard, no matter what they did,
So everyone's lines were just wasted breath, once they close the lid.
The pictures are drawn underneath their arms,
Painting their problems with fresh red ink.
Not caring their art is a form of harm,
Their too busy at work to think.
Another chapter written for each slice,
After so many cuts, they soon lose count.
Because they've never been anything but nice,
Though everyone said they wouldn't amount.
Everyone cares when it's too late,
Screaming at one's crestfallen fate.
Tears flow down the horrified face,
As their heartbeat slows its once steady pace.
Cherry-red ink covers the hardwood floor,
A stained puddle proves breathing is no more.
If they had paid attention to the foreshadowing events of the course,
Maybe they wouldn't be grieving over a coffin full of remorse.
The victim was never heard, no matter what they did,
So everyone's lines were just wasted breath, once they close the lid.
The picture is losing color,
Everyone can see it fade.
Staring in disbelief at the horror,
As it could've been saved.
The work of art is now a broken frame,
Hidden away from the world's view.
Nobody will ever be able to paint it the same,
It was one of a kind and no one had a clue...
Everyone cares when it's too late,
Screaming at one's crestfallen fate.
Tears flow down the horrified face,
As their heartbeat slows its once steady pace.
Cherry-red ink covers the hardwood floor,
A stained puddle proves breathing is no more.
If they had paid attention to the foreshadowing events of the course,
Maybe they wouldn't be grieving over a coffin full of remorse.
The victim was never heard, no matter what they did,
So everyone's lines were just wasted breath, once they close the lid.
They carve a distinguished picture,
Of their life story.
Using the tip of a razor,
It's drawn out on their body...



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on Jan. 4 2014 at 11:58 pm
getdude56 ELITE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
473 articles 0 photos 118 comments

Favorite Quote:
Scenery is nothing more than poetry.<br /> Love is nothing more than chemicals.<br /> &#039;Cause fairy tales are just scribbled pages filled with happy endings and little white lies.<br /> One person can make a difference, but a crowd can make a change.

Just a suggestion, but try taking a step out of the safe zone for a brief moment and then take a look with your eyes. I'm sure you'd like the song then.

on Dec. 28 2013 at 11:20 pm
onegirlandapen PLATINUM, Madera, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.&quot; Jeremiah 29:11

Hey, getdude thanks for clarifying. I think i don't like the song because of the subject matter. I understand that this is a real issue that needs to be brought to light. However, it is a depressing issue, and so far from what I see in my safe life.

on Dec. 26 2013 at 4:37 pm
getdude56 ELITE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
473 articles 0 photos 118 comments

Favorite Quote:
Scenery is nothing more than poetry.<br /> Love is nothing more than chemicals.<br /> &#039;Cause fairy tales are just scribbled pages filled with happy endings and little white lies.<br /> One person can make a difference, but a crowd can make a change.

Greetings! The meaning behind the song is about a person committing suicide, and now finally getting the attention they longed to have before they became deceased. The person was a work of art. Nobody ever stopped to listen, hear, or take a view at this work of art. So, the victim continued to add a variety of cuts to theirself. The moral of this song is don't care for someone when it's too late. This line: "The victim was never heard, no matter what they did, So everyone's lines were just wasted breath, once they close the lid." The people standing around the coffin wouldn't spare them time when they were alive, so the victim won't listen since they're deceased.   I apologize for the unpleasant emotions that bestowed you after reading my song. May I ask why you did not like it?

on Dec. 26 2013 at 3:00 pm
onegirlandapen PLATINUM, Madera, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.&quot; Jeremiah 29:11

What is the meaning behind this song? It seems to be rather dark and to be honest, I didn't like it. You are a very talented writer; I've read your stuff before. THis piece is also well written, I understand that there is a meaning to it. I just didn't catch it. I got rather unpleasant chills when I read this.