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[aid] => mick
[title] => Suicidal
[time] => 2006-01-16 13:48:45
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[bodytext] => He put his finger on the trigger, And the bullet was released, Counting down the last few seconds of his life. Crimson regret, Lay pooled on the floor. And to leave the face of the Earth Is but a dream to him, To escape a world of pain and torture. His body craving the never ending darkness, Of death. Slowly the world dissolves around him, And all that is left, Is the leering black of death. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 517 [topic] => 36 [informant] => tortured_soul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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