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[sid] => 59568
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => When you took back your love
[time] => 2004-08-10 01:56:48
[hometext] => Have a read, i dont really like this but I guess it is something. Nothing to be proud of through. comments are welcomed. Corrupted Minds
[bodytext] => Run me over, let me fall, Once again put me through it all, Grab a knife and make me bleed, Take my faith and take my creed, Let me boil and burn and yelp, Make it look like you’re trying to help, Tie the rope and let me hang, Rape me over with your gang, Feed me poison, acid and dirt, And I’ll make it out as if I’m really hurt, Shoot me in the head with a gun, Make it out as if you’re not having fun, Rip my heart out and throw it to the ground, At least then it could be found, Behead my friends in front of me, Strip me naked for all to see, Abuse me and make me feel so small, Try your best I’ve been through it all, Drown me in your swimming pool, Cut my skin and call me a bloody fool, Leave me in the desert for days, You could kill me in so many ways, Dig my grave and label the stone, Place me where I’ll be alone, Put me through hell when heaven’s I near, Cut off my hair and fill me with fear, Run my bath with a hairdryer near by, Place it in, so I’ll scream and cry, But nothing you could ever find, Would bring me pain of any kind, But you killed me boy, just like that When you gave me your heart and then took it back, [comments] => 4 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 32 [informant] => corrupted_minds [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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