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[aid] => mick
[title] => Untitled.
[time] => 2004-07-22 13:15:55
[hometext] => I cant figured out a title for this one... so if anyone has an suggestions, feel free to let me know...
[bodytext] => A fake smile welded fast to this face Owned by a girl who feels so out of place Not knowing what to do, she turns to the blade This is all she can control, this pain she has made Though she knows that its wrong, she does it still The cuts do scar, and the pain does kill What does it do? A sense of control To render this heart that feels more like a hole This pain she causes becomes all she can feel Making all of these problems seeming surreal Deep in depression is where she sits Alone in her world until reality hits You know those times when the worlds falling apart When your searching for that button, the one marked " restart " When you wish you could go back, and fix what you have wronged When you know you did something, it was your fault all along When its quiet to long, the pain sets in When your mind starts racing, the walls seem to spin You swear your going crazy but the one cut ends the ride When you do it once, but want it more, you run away and hide You wanna stop but dont know how to, things seem so tough When you never understand why these times are so rough Your falling apart, and cant stop the shattering All the things you love cease mattering You want out, the only way You cannot do this, you cannot stay When you want help but no one can When you try and fail all over again Her pain she bears destroys her soul This life it feels like someone has stole Not knowing anyway but to end it all Failure after failure, fall after fall Night after night she battles with her mind The sunrise tomorrow is what she needs to find Closing up cuts, cleaning them well Preparing for tomorrow, another day in hell [comments] => 3 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 36 [informant] => xemptydecemberx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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