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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wont Miss Me
[time] => 2004-07-22 15:15:53
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[bodytext] => Alone in the rain placed on these stairs Over the edge, assesing these fading cares In one hand some pictures the other some steel Shall I push it deep enough to where I can't feel? I plee with myself, but this aint worth it Resting on my skin, I feel I deserve it Nah, I love life, just not the pain I go self-inflicted, do it all in vein Im just broken hearted and real tired Its either this or set this whole city on fire But im not out to hurt others So I push the blade at an angle To reassure all of my veins become mangled All my life lives have gotten tangled Nah, I cant, Im really scared But these thoughts aint new, Ive been prepared Feeling distant, avoiding issues Dae Sha Vu, I need crimson on this tissue To blanket my arm, to take this away The skin where the demon shall enter and stay I feel i cant convince you but I gotta blame somebody I got the knife, I couldnt find the shotty. You did good, a good friend But this is it, it needs to end This aint the life I wanted to live So a single stroke of this ***** is what I get Lost in this a downward spiral Last minute debation, cause when I yank it, its final. Sweats pouring, adrenalines racing Seconds ticking, hands are shaking. Memories torture, Ive tried, I cant push anymore Last change to decide before they put the chalk on the floor Outline my life, no one will miss me If Im lucky, you might exploit my tradgety. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 219 [topic] => 36 [informant] => xemptydecemberx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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