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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Fog
[time] => 2003-04-21 14:05:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => White fog is clouding my brain
I hear the pounding in my ears again I see the room start to shake And feel the anger I’m drowning in. I run to my room, so no one can see The monster that’s become of me I lock the door, pull out my knife Wishing for the bravery to just end my life I strike myself with the blade Perhaps my arm, perhaps my leg The blood runs down, onto the floor But I just keep cutting, more and more Finally I hear you calling for me I’m jerked back to a world, in which I shouldn’t be I start to breathe again, in great heavy gasps And search for an explanation different from the last My hands are still shaking As I slowly return to you You ask me why I’m shaking I tell you to get a ***** clue Then the yelling starts As your anger rises too I’m telling you, you’re wasting your time Because no one will ever know the truth. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 43 [informant] => BlackFire9786 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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