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[sid] => 91220
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[aid] => mick
[title] => sunken this low
[time] => 2005-04-16 22:11:30
[hometext] => blood....
[bodytext] => there is writing on my walls... and its written in my blood and i wish i could tell you right now what it says but i cant it would hurt me let my secrets fly free this confusion I'm trapped in its getting out of hand and I'm afraid of whats happening its to fast to demand i need this to stop get this blood off my walls because no one is listening to what i have to say im saying it somehow but it might be too late too late to make changes to make it all right the only thing gleaming is my blood tonite its hard to except that i've sunkin this low to the bottom of hell where the evil things grow [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 13 [informant] => spazz911 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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