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[sid] => 167062
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Darkened Pain
[time] => 2011-08-21 12:07:06
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => My wounds are deep, my cuts are deeper. As the blood runs down my arm, my breathing gets easier. Tears in my eyes, I want no more. Another cut on my arm, slowly the pain will eventually be gone. Another day alive, in this painful begotten world; Why can't I end my life? I hear the whisper's, "what's wrong with this girl?" Dark clouds just got darker, shadows overtake my light. All there is for me to do, is sit in the corner and cry. I cut some more, hoping it will help. Wondering when my life will end, hating this hell-bound world. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 132 [topic] => 13 [informant] => tika [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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