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[sid] => 122895
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => bad habbit
[time] => 2006-07-08 00:45:43
[hometext] => ... sucks big time. Hope you never get around to this stage in your life.
[bodytext] => Trying hard, to hold it all in. I'm sorry, I know it's a sin. Cut deep, till blood shows. Left scars, everyone knows. Long sleeves, pain in the ***. Whispers begin, you enter the class. Back home, lock my door. Blood stains, on my floor. Interuptions, break the skin. This time, the habbit wins. Hide it, the fear shows. Always afraid, somebody knows. Keep Quiet, rumors all around. With pain, happiness is found. Only pain, I can control. Bad habbits... took it's toll. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 287 [topic] => 72 [informant] => Honesty_strikes_my_pen [notes] => Bleep word Mod 9 7/08/06 Please bleep the whole word. Thanks [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )
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