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[sid] => 96713
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => jagged little pill
[time] => 2005-06-03 13:51:15
[hometext] => i had the chance to get out while i can
[bodytext] => sitting in a corner praying to leave gun pointing toward her head where she can't breathe i sit there and watch to afraid to pick up the phone so i sit and listen to the rain as i sit in my room alone screaming, fussing and battling all through the night he only gets like this when he is drunk and thats when he's ready to fight balled up in the corner of my little hiding place no laughter or smiles, but only the saddness on my face 3 gun shoots that went completly off by my way opened the door lightly and both are dead and i'm the only one with nothing to say heart skipping beats i fall to my feet bloody hallway and i do nothing but pack my stuff i can't stay i had the chance so i had to get out while i can others may not quite understand like jack and jill that goes up the hill i am the jagged little pill [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 66 [informant] => seci [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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