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[aid] => mick
[title] => What Now??
[time] => 2004-03-21 00:35:33
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[bodytext] => I'm sick of the bull*****, sick of the fights And once again it's become that time I grab my razor and hold it tight Can I make it through this night ***** it all, I don't care At the wall is where I stare Off in space, in my world Thirteen cuts allow me to soar Two major veins sliced wide open I guess it's the cost of completely hopin' I was wrong and you are false Slowling stopping is my pulse I'm feeling sick from all these pills Life was never a big thrill. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 6 [informant] => CuttersAngel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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