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[sid] => 37820
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => One day! hopefully soon...
[time] => 2004-03-08 12:23:05
[hometext] => My avice to a girl that bullies people,(including me).
[bodytext] => school was bad today, i can't see why i went, i feel like i've been beaten up, and now have a hole through my head! my brains just poured out, now i'm lifeless, with "no dought", as to why i keep on trying, when all the while it leaves me crying! where i am, is far away, i can't stay with normal people, cause it's leaving a stain. it makes me scratch, even if i don't bleed, then i walk round shaking, in my fiting spree. this is doing in my head, i can't live like this much more, i said i was sick today, i had to leave before. i died on the floor. from taking all of this, it is my lift, down to hell, but as i drift, i'll just say this... i am lying in the shadows, because of you, i feel like a nothing, do you have no stopping point? in your degree of torchour. one day you'll get it bad, a pure punishment of slaughter. i'm not sure if i'll be the one to do it, but... all the time, when you carry on like this, you're really asking, for broken ribs, my avice is to go, sail away on a ship. before people come knocking. for the slut, they think they know, only to recieve full pressure, from you, and maybe, just maybe, they'll be unable to let go! and then you may be sorry, but you'll be dragged down with the flow! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 61 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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