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[aid] => Mick
[title] => torn
[time] => 2003-03-05 23:40:00
[hometext] => this isnt about me.. i like to put myself in aother peoples shoes.
[bodytext] => Is life so precious to endure such pain as this?
can I do what you ask of me? The squeeze of my finger could eleviate your suffering. yet rob you of what little you have left. It crushes my soul to witness this agony knowing I have the power to end it. Yet my selfish needs stop me, would I ever be the same again? I will miss you so... left alone in this world. Does life end here? This could be but one stage in existence. If only I knew for sure. My decision would have been made. You plead with me, your blood spilled on the ground. This one last request you ask I can't do it.... I can't do it. Is my indicision caused by compation or weakness? I'm torn Who am I to take a life? Even one at death's door. I'm sorry my friend, to fail you here I can't take your life in my hands I will lie with you until it ends Do you have any idea that you are killing me inside? Of course you do, you just always run and hide... Hide from your problems... Hide from your fears.... have a smoke and drink some more beers. Don't tell me you love me, because you do NOT You know you hurt me, you know i cry a lot! I would die for you, why can't you see? All I ask is just please....love me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 43 [informant] => katiew629 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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