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[title] => i did it mom, i told u i'm no loser
[time] => 2007-04-28 09:54:01
[hometext] => i like it may not be in best taste but smells like a good write to me.... : )
[bodytext] => Consumed with my fantasy of the after life I lay here seductively Masturbating my wrist with a dull knife I imagine when its all done Who will shed tears Looking at sleeping pills I figure at least ten will take me there Rewinding thought of a time I never noticed my life Rests in a cup of bleach Every lust filled sip In my wonder I find For what I seek Closed my eyes, wondered in to rush hour traffic Horns flare, tires scream With every “ watch out buddy” I become ecstatic Thinking how I wont see it coming Blood , guts everywhere in hope my death is graphic Unfortunately every attempt eluded Those silly bastards If your to do it do it right Mother was right I am a loser For only death attempts I have mastered Drowning my sorrows in the tub So much going threw my head Thinking why didn’t it fall? Looking at the hair dryer balance on the ledge Broken bottle in the blender With shards of ice I am making a cocktail “Cheers” to my life Today I die Life goes on so tomorrow will begin Sickly content with the tease of death But to much of a good thing…….. And all things come to a end Leave it up to me to R.I.P. Playing roulette with fully loaded clip My shaky hand gains control As the barrow meets my lips Clean my remains toss me in a box Its over that’s it [comments] => 2 [counter] => 402 [topic] => 59 [informant] => evolon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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