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[sid] => 79323
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My Death
[time] => 2005-01-10 18:04:05
[hometext] => Wrote last year. Lots of my friends were cutting and yeah, that was my inspiration
[bodytext] => Awake in the aloneness that I call life I could make it all end with a knife I sit in a dark corner and carve words into my arm all the pain all this harm its from my life its from my past it was all slow and never fast the pain sunk into my heart never leaving always hurt forever grieving the blood pours from me I can feel lives pain I was never okay I was never sane from my wrists my life does come I was never smart forever dumb well I shall mistake no longer I feel myself become weak and never stronger [comments] => 3 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 13 [informant] => LolitaMarionette [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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