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[aid] => mick
[title] => That survival fight.
[time] => 2012-11-12 18:56:55
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[bodytext] => I don't know what to do I'm always feeling alone and down in the blue. I wish my time were here, I wish my time were soon. No one here left to trust All I wanted was love and lust. I wish to make the part I say this all on my behalf. I lay here writing only to be so torn apart. Why not cold and motionless Why not be dead at last. My death can be slow, no need for it to be fast. Time will move, days will go by, But the end is near, soon I shall pass. What more left on this bitterly world Why fight a battle Ive lost all strength Why fight the light when darkness is my path. Burn me to ashes Would that be my peace atlast My emotions broken, crystallized and shattered like glass Soon my time My time too pass [comments] => 0 [counter] => 136 [topic] => 36 [informant] => LauranHyde [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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