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[sid] => 18726
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => The End
[time] => 2003-06-07 12:35:00
[hometext] => nothing to say about this one...
[bodytext] => She’s breaking down again. Just look at her wrists. She’s crying for help again. Just look at her face. So, is she breathing? Is she living? She’s bleeding. Is she dying? Why does she like playin around with death? Next time she won’t win. Next time it will be her last breath. She’ll go just one step closer. He laughs as she slips. She’s slipping further into his grasp. She dies, he sits. This is the end. No more tears of pain. No more fear. Peace from the unbearable shame. He smiles. She’s gone. Did you notice? Was there ever something wrong? She’s gone? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 239 [topic] => 32 [informant] => MX [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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