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[aid] => mick
[title] => 6 Pillz in 7 minutes
[time] => 2007-05-28 21:53:38
[hometext] => my first post...
[bodytext] => Maybe in the end, Ill take this pen, And commit suicide, In front of your bright eyes, Take the pain you leave, As my last breath grieves, Over my broke heart, In the dark of the starlit night, I wrote just so nice, About how I would take flight, Find you if I searched a million lives. I still would fight, Odds against delight, Please, give me reason to live on. My mind is gone, with my heart withdrawn. Take the light from dawn, Please give me leave, So I can please this knife as the last drop bleeds, That my body needs, What’s worthless now, Is knowing, seven years have passed, And yet at last, My dreams have crashed, Taken the lines that were beyond words, The pills won’t calm nerves, My visions blurred, Can’t numb this pain that I disserved. Only if tears could reach surface, I wouldn’t be nervous, To take the plunge, Off this building, lunge, To fall in love with you, But this knife went through, All I see is black, And you turned your back, And I still write your name in the blood that stains, The back of my brain, All that remains, is this only thought, Crows and the grave less plot, I had no fear that, if you where here, I could take this seven years, Terrors fear, and move on... [comments] => 5 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 22 [informant] => 20deep [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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