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[aid] => mick
[title] => Not Affraid
[time] => 2009-12-23 20:34:18
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[bodytext] => Im not affraid to die. I always wondered what it would be like. Always wondered how it would happen. They say cutting is slowly killing yourself. I love the slice of intensity across my skin. The sharp edge digging its way to find blood. Ripping away at my skin, ripping away at my pain. Sometimes i just want to end it all. One drink, one pill, one cut, one shot. Im not affraid to die, but its fate that will tell me when. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 72 [informant] => chlois [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => 72- [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )
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