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[sid] => 113485
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My End
[time] => 2006-01-19 23:22:09
[hometext] => Just venting, would never actually end my life.
[bodytext] => I'm hiding from the knife Escaping all glass mirrors Trying to release pain Through razor blade tears I hide in the darkest place Trying not to see All of these objects That might set my soul free I am all alone Fighting with this depression inside Not wanting to give in But the knife is there to confide Tears turn into blood As the knife takes its place Deep in skin With a soul to erase All of the pain The pills and the booze Soon I will need none of these There will be no need to use [comments] => 0 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Live4TheMoment [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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