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[sid] => 113131
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Former Self on the Other End
[time] => 2006-01-13 19:50:02
[hometext] => Just remember the saying you made your bed and now you have to lay in it
[bodytext] => She sits alone Alone in her home No movement, No breath Only the presents of death I'm not alone She whispers into the phone Who is on the other end Her words they start to twist and bend The rain falls down The blood on the ground Can only belong to one She wishes just to run I cant, the words drip from her lips Like the blood from her wrists Run says the person on the other end But her legs will never mend The phone slams onto the floor Death walks in through the door She is so afraid She lies now in the bed that she has made [comments] => 0 [counter] => 232 [topic] => 72 [informant] => Fez [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 127 [ratings] => 27 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )
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