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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hurt
[time] => 2015-08-10 04:37:58
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Here it comes again the thing called life
Sitting alone in my world full of strife
Demons around me how'd I end up here
In this time and this place, now without you m'dear
Screaming for rest yet never it's found
The silence is agony, a deafening sound
How can I do this how will I ever cope
Please cut me a noose, with a short piece of rope
This is the end I've been here before
The place that now I can truly adore
I've fought with these demons for a very long spell
And don't even have my soul left to sell
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[informant] => darkcapricorn
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => anguished
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