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[sid] => 176001
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Passing Through the Clouds
[time] => 2013-05-09 07:49:49
[hometext] => i dont want to die.. i swear
[bodytext] => I [sometimes] lye alone, turn off my houselights, Raise my glass, and hold a butcher knife Instead of a hand. It's winter. And the voices won't go away. Sometimes I wish the cold Would could freeze them in my membranes before they spilled through the space When I was sad. And nobody cared to know it. You sent me black roses .."why don't you look in the mirror. and hate what you see. Well thats what its like to be inside me" How can I leave When my way home is through you? So, for my birthday. Please give me the stars So I can finally shine like you. I don't want to die! I swear I just want it to be over soon [comments] => 2 [counter] => 108 [topic] => 61 [informant] => cherryamber [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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