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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => life after death
[time] => 2004-12-08 23:51:04
[hometext] => its sorta like IN PROGRESSS but not, hehe
[bodytext] => Nothing in your life has gone right up to this very point. This apprehension feels like it will never end. You sit outside under a tree for hours on end... And you still cant tell whether your happy or sad. You spend your days fighting tears. Looking people square in the face... And you decide that you hate everyone... And you decide that you hate yourself. But you already knew that, didn't you? The postman never delivers your letters. And you only order soup for one at a restuarant. All day long you fight the urge, To scream out something random. To stand up on your desk and just go crazy... Any excuse to be fired. What's stoping you? It's only your body they see. So the days and nights feel endless. Everything seems the same. You've stopped seeing the point in living. When we're all going to die anyway. But what's the point of suicide... When you believe in life after death? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 13 [informant] => surge_joebot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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