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[bodytext] => I get pleasure from scarring myself.. is there really something wrong with that? I adore watching my crimson blood glide over my skin, as I leave a life long mark. I'm addicted to making myself unique.. are you going to cast me out for that? I'd die to be different from you, just to prove a point. I love my friends more than my own life. Am I really so different? I owe them my life, I can't help but want to give them everything. I write poetry to give myself relief from everything you've done to me. You don't see me laughing in your face.. so why do it to me? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 6 [informant] => ladymaki [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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