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[aid] => mick
[title] => angel wings cut to the bone
[time] => 2008-01-13 04:22:50
[hometext] => tainted angel
[bodytext] => and she whispered something cigarette in hand, and 'accidentally' dropped it just to burn her skin So she could feel something something more then pain some burning sensation, to wash it away and her gentle skin bears the scars of nights she slashed more then her arms she sang some pathetic song so people would turn her away then so they would leave, a swig of cheap champagne laying in the gutter, vomit down her side and she just thinks, 'how am i still alive' fiftly-million pills and a pocket full of knives our little angel survived another night and just so shes not hungover she'll drown another flask i ***** wonder how long this high will last got no feelings, except desperation desperation for more lacerations she was daddys little angel long before the first joint with a couple of boys from middle school who thought she was 'alright' and they got her ***** high higher then the sky but she never really came down daddys little angel her wings cut to the bone his little princess is destined to be alone and she'll carve another wish along her scathed wrist a wish to be dead a wish to not exist. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 321 [topic] => 13 [informant] => amber_vonHorror [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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