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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Love Kills
[time] => 2003-07-14 10:05:00
[hometext] => Sigh...being stupid with boys is the motivation...Enjoy
[bodytext] => And if I only could, well I'd tell you everything I'd feed you all these bits about my vulnerability And watch as you choked to death My problems were always too hard for you to swallow I always knew one day, I'd take away your breath Even though this is not how I imagined it But really, could my dreams ever come true? No, but the closest to being in a dream is being with you But I fall to my knees screaming to God Why are you doing this to me? Why do I risk everything for his touch? Please dear God, grant my prayers tonight Make me stop caring this much. I guess I finally know how it feels to fall apart Because now I'm in a million pieces Left broken on the bathroom floor Waiting for the better times to start God, I used to think I was smart But smart girls know not to give away anything Especially something as fragile as a human heart So vulnerable, so naked, so weak I long for the strength to speak God, I'm giving in tonight Tell all my friends I loved them dear, Tell mom and dad to wipe away their tears Tell all my friends to stay strong Tell everyone that love is wrong Let him know I'll always love him, even in death. And when he stole my heart, he stole my last breath. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 22 [informant] => TeenageEmoGirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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