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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My Scars Ache...
[time] => 2009-05-19 04:49:40
[hometext] => They wish disaster.
[bodytext] => See that boy, with the white shirt on? His daddy's a millionaire and his mummy's ***** off So he takes the shots at 7am before the day begins Dancing with the devil It's relief from the gin He screams...well my scars ache. See that girl on the right with The pretty dark blue tights Underneath those pretty things The scissors always dig in When she tastes the blood splatters She knows that she would win Its the only drug that takes away her sin She screams...well my scars ache. See that boy lying there, arms over his head? He had an aspiration that by 5 he would be dead He's new room is the psych ward and his best friend Is his bed. Lithium & Valium the relief inside is head He screams...well my scars ache. And you know ... That girl sitting with her arms under her breasts Feeling so self conscious cause she wasn't born with them He stole his mummy's makeup when he was only 10 Saw him in her high heels and shot herself in the head S/he screams. Well My Scars Ache! Well my scars ache, do they bleed like mine? I'm staring through the mirror. At these lives. Oh, so divine. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 13 [informant] => amber_vonhorror [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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