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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sweet Last Breathe
[time] => 2009-07-14 14:03:55
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[bodytext] => Yes I sit here Day after day Thinking… Contemplating… PLOTTING… I sharpen the blade And fill the clip Cock it and yet another Bullet in the chamber Hoping this bullet won’t shed blood Yes I shed tears But not blood Not yet I pierce and ink my skin Not to be accepted But to be rejected Cut and color Liner and shade More I try Rejection I need Now with this blade so sharp and pointy I pierce my skin with it Now I shed no tears But blood I taste it It’s like a rush Rush of energy But I stop and continue my work I slice up and down Left to right I now know my work it done My vision fades And I slip into a deep dark sleep [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 73 [informant] => dinadarkwaters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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