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[aid] => mick
[title] => One Last Stab
[time] => 2005-02-22 12:15:20
[hometext] => Sometimes (most times for me) you just wanna' kill yourself.
[bodytext] => I stab myself And dig down deep All I want Is a little sleep No cut compares To this pain inside This fear in me It causes me to hide Nothing you can do I'll still be alone I'm stabbing harder now Listen you can hear it scrap bone Tears rain down Mixing with blood Then all I hear Is on big thud I've fallen now My face buried in the floor I'm bleeding to death So much gore [comments] => 3 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 36 [informant] => AsrealTheFallen10 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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