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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Pray for Death
[time] => 2003-02-15 04:00:00
[hometext] => * This isn't about me so don't let it upset you. I kinda like it although I dont know what influenced me to write it.*
[bodytext] => He sits there, blood dripping from his mouth
His arm jerks and whipes it around He mutters to himself So he can say he has a friend The ache in his soul grows more each day Salty tears run down his face Burning, aggravating the cuts People turn away, not wishing to partake Spat upon, but you have feelings to All you need is this little corner You'd die if you could Razor to dull and blunt To break through your sand paper skin You gnaw at your wrist forgetting All your teeth have rotted away Succeeding in getting slobber on your wrist Lick at it, lick at it Make people dance around you Your eyes portray the horrors You've witnessed, to dead to commit another Walk past the houses bursting with wealth All you own is this aching stomach You'd knock, ask for food, But you'd be greeted by those dobermans Straining at their leash Your fingers claw at the dirt For what you don't know They think your crazy anyway Your mind begins to atrophy The hunger drives you insane Starved of love Rejection burns a hole In the tattered remnants of your heart Crying, crying you lie down And pray to any god who'll listen They don't let you in the church Starved of hope and life You pray for death And swiftly her wings come And you welcome her presence Knowing you won't be missed [comments] => 7 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 13 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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