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[sid] => 144739
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The End is Here, Theres No More Pills To Swallow
[time] => 2008-08-26 15:27:04
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => its ok, the end is coming we have no more pills to swallow and the bruise you left me on my neck aches like the dullness of my stomach im swallowing myself sick midnight approches, and static its what i hear and a warm blanket like the sunshine takes me over. im sure i look a mess, because you do your really pale. but kind of smiling underneath the pain. its hurting me too. my stomach is hurting me too. Don’t worry, we’ll shut our eyes And we’ll never be in pain again. Because now the end is here Theres no more pills to swallow. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 36 [informant] => amber_vonHorror [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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