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[sid] => 134052
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => As the blood drips
[time] => 2007-05-03 07:49:10
[hometext] => this is a poem i wrote about something i quit for awhile but started again i hope i can stop
[bodytext] => "As the blood drips" As the blood drips i feel a sense of freedom from life, as i see the blood fall i wonder how something so strong came from a small knife, as it hits my leg i feel a tickle of rebirth, while it drips to my toes i realize how much its worth, as it stains the carpet with its dark crimsom look, as it spreads deeper, and it wont stop i get a lil shook, as i fall to the floor without feeling i pray its time to go, i look at my incision and watch the "river's" steady flow, as my eyes begin to close i feel a tear run down my cold cheek, as i feel my soul leaving my body i dont know what i wish to seek, when i make it to the clouds and realize im there i begin to fall, as i feel the burn of hells fire i realize i was never good at all, as i fall for what seems like forever i begin to cry the most tears ive ever known to release, as i get closer all those emotions seem to cease, as i see the devil himself looking into my eyes i begin to shiver, as he asks my reasoning for my choice i cant seem to deliver, as i hear the beeping of machines i begin to open my eyes to the people i loved and cared for, as i look to heaven i realized i didnt need anything more, so from now on in life ill take lil "sips", ill remember what i went through as the blood drips. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 48 [informant] => stev0 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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