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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My papercut
[time] => 2004-03-19 08:09:16
[hometext] => I am happy with the result of this one..
[bodytext] => Last night I saw my blood flow, in the wane under my skin. My heart beat like it would blow, and I know what I do is a sin. Then I saw my blood seep out, the red liquid of my life. Remembering what they all shout, and I dug deeper with my knife. Again I saw my blood slowly drip, like so many hurtful lonely nights. Thinking how my friends gave me the slip, and knowing I can't win all these fights. Like before I let my blood run free, reseeing the loathing in their eyes. It's the sad price I pay for being me, and tomorrow I will tell more lies. Long I watched my red tears run, a hated face in every single one. Building up my dark and morbid fun. Words can hurt like bullets from a gun. Last night I hid my blood away in a mask of white band-aid. Then I faced another day, "Just a papercut," I said. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 61 [informant] => gothicangel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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