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[sid] => 162055
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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Diary
[time] => 2010-08-28 13:29:44
[hometext] => I don't know what you'll think of this but it's just a poem about how I feel invisible sometimes.
[bodytext] => I'm fighting for control and every time I lose have a flick through my diary its pages you may peruse But my diary it is different and very strange indeed for most when they write a diary they do not often bleed My diary's not written on paper you'll find it in no bin I carry it with me always I carry it on my skin For every little sorrow every day in hell I cut my own skin open and the drops of blood they fell Count up my misfortunes count up every one and present them to the court of justice when judgment day shall come And let's see if the punish all those who let me be who didn't take the time to notice what the world was doing to me Who walked by me almost every single day and didn't bother asking will you be okay But it doesn't matter anyway for even if they did I'd say oh yes I'm fine indeed don't worry please I'd bid But as they walked away I'd whisper I lied oh please do stop I'm not okay, I never am but query they did not My life is gone it's too late for me but other need your help don't walk away I beg of you don't lose the regret you felt [comments] => 4 [counter] => 359 [topic] => 72 [informant] => Evanescencefreak [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 Aug 28, 2010 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )
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