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[sid] => 97830
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Death
[time] => 2005-06-12 21:20:33
[hometext] => this was a poem from something i read about people knowing what death is and what it is like.
[bodytext] => I am but a young kid Waiting for the day my life ends I don't look forward to it Although some day it will come It will be the day I see the light I don't know how it will happen It could be a bloody death A clean death A death of nightmares No one knows how it will be Only one that knows is God I can end my life now With one cut on my wrists I think about it everyday And I hold myself from doing that It is a scary feeling Just cutting yourself The thought of it is just creepy now How can you be afraid of death When you don't know what death is The scary thing is that soon that day will come The day I die [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 13 [informant] => inspiration [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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