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[aid] => mick
[title] => Termination
[time] => 2010-08-08 18:33:40
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[bodytext] => He said to me we dont have to do this....we can make it work. They called my name and I went on to do what I came there for. I laid down on the sterile table, they restrained my wrists. I screamed and cried when the doctor came in. "Im not asleep yet!" Finally the injection they gave me started to do it's job and I drifted off in to a drug induced coma. I woke up bloody with an asthetic hangover. I wanted to stop them befor they disected my insides. I cried and I cried guilt ridden tears. A stabbing regret, another tramatic event in a very fragile life. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 220 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Daniellemarie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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