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[aid] => mick
[title] => No Gravity Pressure
[time] => 2007-01-01 03:08:06
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[bodytext] => I tried to be happy pretending so hard. It made me feel crappy. I don't want a new start. So many beginnings with only one end. We all die one day so make death your friend. You have to wait for the time setting and mood. When it comes- you know- it is brutal and crude. It was today. I had a knife in my hand drawing thin ladders on my blue veins. New Years was the time for me my friend. But as I was drawing I realized I'm scared. What are you scared of? What do you fear? How can you not do it? How do you dare? There is a person I love whom I don't want to leave. And there are many things I want to achieve. He is just playing. I know it, you too. Come with me girl I'm here to rescue you! Dreams are for babies I'll make you a chief. Isn't no gravity pressure what you want to achieve? Go away death and for a while don't show. I will call you again when I'll be ready to go. And for the rest of the night I cried and cried over the fact that in that night death entered my mind. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 36 [informant] => ediii [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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