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[hometext] => Another poem by bryan. sometimes he sacres me.
[bodytext] => A morbid faith leaves hands stained with blood, The truth lies within your heart. I’d give anything to rewrite this tragedy, Subliminal verses written in my hands. Level the gun between my eyes, Life is no longer worth the fight. Drown out my sorrows in a solitary pill, End the pain, see the light. A one way trip that’s never coming back, Say goodbye to the one’s I love. Draw a last breath before leaving the world behind, Take my final look, and I’ll jump off the edge. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 466 [topic] => 13 [informant] => trini [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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