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[sid] => 98469
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Tourniquet
[time] => 2005-06-18 09:53:23
[hometext] => Can't say I wasn't depressed when I wrote this.
[bodytext] => Her eyes are so damp She has tears that never stop And the tourniquet struggles... to expose the vein The poison breaks through the skin with one touch. All she has to do is blink away the pain. Voices pierce the air as she drops the needle and the tourniquet... Maybe they're screaming for her. Angels singing but wanderers screaming Trails of blood on the floor, from where the glass shards cut her skin Walking on shards of glass. Hair so mangled like the rain and blood She runs her hands through it and begins to spin. Lips moving but they do not speak They do not speak Unlike the tourniquet, Which has much to say Break me Bend me Turn me inside me Listen to the whispers of the poison, Tourniquet ...come undone [comments] => 3 [counter] => 247 [topic] => 66 [informant] => Inevitable [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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