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[aid] => mick
[title] => You
[time] => 2002-08-09 10:35:03
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[bodytext] => I watch with idle fasination
As the blood creeps up my arm Red, dark, wonderful No pain, just a sting Like an itch on my back More aware of the hair That's hanging in my face Then of my coming encounter With death himself Many slits, not large Will be the death of me Off a razor from your garage It's your fault, you know Treated me like s**t Now I'm bleeding s**t Can only kick the dog So many times before The dog don't come back no more Instead, it's life bleeds away Raised your voice One too many times Now it's a buzz in the Back of my head I'm going, you had the chance Call me a coward, for not Sticking around, You've always said That I'm selfish, now I've done the most selfish act Leaving you alone to your beer Your fault, not mine, Slowly killing me inside What else could I of done? What was left to do? I would rather die fast Then be murdered in pieces by you [comments] => 2 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 36 [informant] => yellow_sundragon [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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