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[aid] => mick
[title] => FRIDAY NIGHT’S ALRIGHT FOR FIGHTING
[time] => 2006-05-23 13:14:57
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[bodytext] => 2/4/2006 6:30 PM (To everyone I know) Unopened letters to the world, suicide words and goodbye songs have wounds that won’t close Therein lies the problem no one on this god-forsaken earth cares about my feelings including me, and that's why I don’t and that's why I did it Cold metal key press hard against my arm red lines appear blood coming from under my skin key change to knife, anger change to stingy pain, sweaty hand trying to hold the knife straight No thoughts in the darkness hour. Making cuts deeper into my arm , arm is red as roses. Sweat and tears are running down my face lips are dry as sand from letting no air out Unwanted memories and needed tears How do you cover battle wounds of a war no one knows that you were in. Remy [comments] => 2 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 13 [informant] => remi [notes] => Edited for spelling as requested. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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