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[sid] => 107466
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => cut
[time] => 2005-10-10 18:18:49
[hometext] => one of my friends used to cut and she wrote this to express how it made her feel
[bodytext] => i pick up the blade of a razor im thinking im getting crazier i cut one and then theres none i cut two i think of you i cut three i want to be free i cut four i hit the floor i cut five my heart begins to thrive i cut six its nothing i can fix i cut seven then it skips to eleven my face turns red before i could say anything i was dead [comments] => 4 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 36 [informant] => crazy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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