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[aid] => mick
[title] => I said so
[time] => 2004-03-10 14:50:58
[hometext] => I had a very strange feeling while writing this poem It felt as if there were 2 people in me fighting to write at the same time Multiple personalities But at the same time?
[bodytext] => I said so Take it leave now maybe make it, to late you hesitated Wont go I forsake it, Not now I will break it Your face mutilated, cant tell if your related Your lifes dedicated, to death so long you waited A knife inspirated, to kill all that betrayed it Last breath resuscitated, brought back to the life you hated Your fates recreated, But your faith was desocrated Lost hope and all forgiveness Cant cope with how we live this Want more but we cant get it What for just to regret it My life is not your buisness Your knife I know it did this My mind was changed that instant Next time I wont forget it Lost faith Im so defenseless My ways are now relentless No name I cant attempt it No fame has been accepted My life has been respectless I thrive just to defend us My mind has been infected Im blind its self inflicted PAIN IS PUNISHMENT I SHALL STAB MYSELF PAIN IS PUNISHMENT I CANT TELL MYSELF PAIN IS PUNISHMENT I CAN HAVE MYSELF PAIN IS PUNISHMENT AND I CANT HELP MYSELF Mixed mind and mixed emotions My minds on drugs and potions I find Im having notions To fing if theres corrosion Inside I feel devotion Outside I dont know him My pride I could show him I lied I dont owe him [comments] => 2 [counter] => 301 [topic] => 21 [informant] => SuicidalSon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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