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[aid] => mick
[title] => i'll miss you
[time] => 2007-02-06 03:30:12
[hometext] => this is hard to explain
[bodytext] => I'm one step away, from the edge, and I feel the rocks start to crumble. I can't even breath, or shed a tear, cuz the slightest thing, could make me tumble. What do I do now, how do I escape, the tragedy about to be endured? I stepped to the edge, to free my mind, but there's no turning back now that's for sure. What have I done, how could I be so stupid, to enflict my life with such danger? but there's no where to go now, and nothing I can do, It's in the hands of my savior. Will he let me fall, or help me walk away, from the life threatning situation I put myself in? I began this world, full of hopes and dreams, but i guess every beginning must have an end. I tried so hard, to make everyone happy, that i've forgotten about me. now i have noone to turn to, and noone to help me, all I have is a hopless dream. A dream of a happy life, with a happy ending, to share with a loving wife. but that dream's not coming true, now look where I am, I'm praying for my life. I guess this is goodbye, this looks like the end, there's only one rock left to fall. And it's the one im on, and it's breaking away, the angels!! I can hear them call! A tear drop falls, the last rock breaks, now im falling with nothing to hold on to. As I fall to my death, I take a deep breathe, and softly whisper, I'll miss you. by justin l. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 36 [informant] => jdawg [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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