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[sid] => 74141
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Cuts of Exstacy
[time] => 2004-12-02 15:59:51
[hometext] => This is how I was feeling one day. Sorry if my spelling is ******
[bodytext] => Rememebr those promises you always had me make, I made them all and it was all a big mistake. Once again I broke them with just a single cut, You got mad and yelled and called me a ****. You took away my smile and gave me back a frown, Who knew you'd be the one to smile as I drowned. I've cried to many times this I say is true Everynight I cut myself and think of nothing but you. I watch the blood start to flow a nice crimson red, Wishing the pain would be much greater soon off I'll be dead. I've written several letters I hide under my bed, That you were the cause of my pain and the reason I am dead. I can't take anymore of this I am tired of all the lies, You were promised to make me smile but all I did was cry. I hide my cuts and scars like it's nothing new, I go on about my day like I alwyas do. I'd rather kill mylsef if that's so hard to believe, Just to stop the pain and stress I got when I hadd to watch you leave. I wish you would just tell me straight, The consequences of my fate. No one will shed a tear There's no point I'll be gone and you'll be here. Just take this bloody knife and put it in a place to hide, Always remeber that I may have killed myself now but you killed me first inside [comments] => 7 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 36 [informant] => lovingkk05 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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