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[sid] => 63877
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Fleeting Prayers
[time] => 2004-09-15 18:25:09
[hometext] => I wrote this for a friend of mine...
[bodytext] => A delicate balance, conceived to abort A silence so loud that it’s blinding The blade in her hand is the only resort But the blood in her veins makes it binding To stop what she starts, she must want it to be But her will is too weak to withstand She lives with a burden that no one can see So she bleeds just to know she still can The tears that would fall from their eyes if she told Now flow from the slits on her wrist Her body is weary, her soul far too old Temptation too real to resist Shadows of pain help her wounds start to mend As her life falls apart at the seams She clutches the razor, her start is her end And with no one to hear her, she screams [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 36 [informant] => SuicideParty [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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