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[sid] => 70240
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Drifting
[time] => 2004-11-05 08:38:43
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[bodytext] => In my room I wonder why, Do I feel the need to cry, And in my room I ponder this, When something inside begins to hiss, "You know no one loves", There are no doves, Life seems to shrink, Thats all I can think, Death looks great, The hour is late, My rusty razors are looking good, Near someone dressed in a hood, They have a sickle, And the blood begins to trickle, From my arm and to the floor, There is a hard knock at the door, It swings open, Someone who cares I'm hopin', Jeering laughter from a spirit, And only I can hear it, Falling to the floor I lie, Wioshins and praying that I would die, So I cut deeper, And call the reaper, My like flashes in my mind, And another day I will not find, I have forsaken my life, With a sharpened knife, Tumbling down darkened stairs, Now I know that no one cares, As my pain is currentely up-lifting, I know in my heart that my soul will be eternaly drifting. *please read and review* [comments] => 3 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Arius-Inues [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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