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[sid] => 101255
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My Special Friend
[time] => 2005-07-15 06:12:32
[hometext] => Please
[bodytext] => I sing for you, Everyday, I sing my songs, about us running away. I think of you, And slit my throat. I remember how, They all gloat. I slit my wrists, It refreshes my mind. There aren’t many left, Of our slitting kind. I start of slow, And raise my knife. Very ready, To take my life. My last thoughts are of you. And I start to weep. I Lie down gently, And go to sleep. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Red_Spyder_Pixie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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