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[aid] => mick
[title] => Madness
[time] => 2016-11-09 17:52:35
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Cut so deep
Blood runs thick
Splatters on the floor
Dries so quick
Crimson red
Flows like a river
Body relaxes
Spine gets a quiver
Relief is there
The blade has been kind
Tilt my head, laugh
And lose my mind
Dip my finger in
Swirl it around
Draw a pretty picture
My emotions have been found
Red red red
Everywhere I see
Maybe I cut too deep
Or maybe it/'/s finally set me free.
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[informant] => lilblkcat
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