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[aid] => mick
[title] => Not Okay
[time] => 2008-04-03 09:39:02
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Don't even know what to say.
I'm not okay.
My best friend is now the blade.
It makes the pain fade.
You hurt me so badly
and cutting is the only thing that helps sadly.
I want to cry--
for smiling would just be a lie.
I'm not happy
because my pain, you cannot see.
And even if you did, would you care?
God, how this isn't fair.
I gave you my all,
hoping you'd catch me if I fall.
But you didn't--you let me drop
and I no longer have the strength to fight back up to the top.
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[informant] => Bubbles02
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[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
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[score] => 10
[ratings] => 2
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[associated] =>
[topicname] => LostLove
)
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