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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Monster
[time] => 2004-04-01 00:45:27
[hometext] => I wrote this recently, im having some problems with this person I love.
[bodytext] => Even after all you said.
I still think of your lies.
The ones that tore out my heart.
You gave me heart,
you said it was too black.
For you atleast
I tryed to take your hand,
you refused and left me for dead.
What happens to you when im dead,
will you finally be happy.
Will all of the stress and hurt leave your life.
Or will you be lonely.
Afraid to face the world.
My touch which once graced your face,
now strangles you.
I hate you.
I would wish you would die.
You think I dont feel pain.
Im only mortal.
Your words are like knifes zig-zaging between my fingers.
One miss and there gone.
Two by five.
Nine to ten.
Ones Gone.
Is this how you want me to be.
I am your creation
How does it feel to know you created me,
The Monster.
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[informant] => Mortis-Dark
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => AngryPoetry
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