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[sid] => 21073
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Wish It Gone
[time] => 2003-07-27 07:35:00
[hometext] => a sub-concious body sickness
[bodytext] => i feel it's pain soak through my skin, and into viens. i choke, i sputter. it takes my blood and starts to mutter, 'you wish it bad, you wish it gone. my true form lies in your tongue. you fight and fear the darkest day, but remember now i'm here to stay.' i slit my wrist to wash it out. all i can do is scream and shout. i wished it bad, i wished it gone. i know that now the sickness won. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 13 [informant] => 2timesX [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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