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[aid] => mick
[title] => Stained with rust…
[time] => 2004-11-25 10:21:58
[hometext] => I don’t know where to begin with this friendship… I’m too stained to cope, I haven’t got the walls to give her back what she gives me, I don’t even know how much I trust her… but I AM sticking with her. I just don’t know where it’s going… PLEASE COMMENT.
[bodytext] => This week end’s planned. Stayin’ round a mates. I’m gonna get out, And have some space. This week end’s panned. NO over dose or slits. My friend’s put out her hand. Given me some grip. This week end I was gonna, Slit my skin to spill red. Disappear on a runner, Before taking pills again. This week end was planned, Then my mate stepped in. She’s given me a strand, And some place to begin… She’s doing what she can, She’s got her crap too. She understands, These problems just grow. I can’t believe she’s here. I can’t believe my luck. But it’s bringing on tears, ‘Coz I’m too stained with rust… [comments] => 3 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 48 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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