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[sid] => 130503
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => I'm Not Human
[time] => 2007-01-14 00:35:50
[hometext] => what's suicide, what do you see, hear feel? Why do you want to die, why do you hate yourself.
[bodytext] => I look at my reflection in the glass hoping and praying it's my turn to pass. 30 pills I take to ease my pain while these suicide thoughts fill my brain. I am not human I am flesh, blood and skin, I am no hero for there are battles I can't win. You look at me but don't know me at all I'm not that girl that holds you when you cry I'm not that girl that will never let you fall. That girl with make-up and nice smile, she hasn't been there for a while. But still when you look at me that's all you see but look a little harder for there is no real me. As confusing as it sounds it makes a lot of sense for this girl of which I speak of she no longer exists. I am not life, but I am not death, do you want to know the real me or who I am, I'm standing in the mirror trying to figure it out. I'm not human, I am Flesh, blood, and skin. I am not really there I don't exsist. The real me has no face of which to see, The real me has no voice of which to speak. I am not human I'm in your head, I am the flesh of which you cut, I am the blood of which you spill I am the skin of which you once were I am the light, the dark, the one that makes you cry. You know what I am, I'm suicide [comments] => 6 [counter] => 226 [topic] => 13 [informant] => jtkzlimz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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