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[sid] => 76974
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Whisper
[time] => 2004-12-23 00:17:54
[hometext] => i wrote this about my girlfriend at the time
[bodytext] => Whisper into my ear what you first said to me Those words you say with such beauty I told you that I loved you so much But the things that I did to you I regret with disgust So I grab the silver blade, and press it to my skin The blood starts dripping, as I begin to grin I bleed for you, which becomes a power that lies inside my body This power says that it’s good that I’ve chosen to be seen I’m scared but unsure of how I’m to show it I want to, but I just can’t seem to get a grip I want to cry, I need to cry, but I just can’t I wish someone was here that can hold my hand I sit here wondering when my life will end Before I die, I want to say I’m sorry to this friend But is she really my friend For me, is she willing to have her life end i think not, but the truth will show up sooner or later I haven’t seen it yet, so it must be showing up later It isn’t fair that this is happening to me this way I’ve been cutting myself exactly 2 years today It hurts, but it’s what I must do to get through To get through the days just so I can dream of you I need you so much, but you were taken from me for the things I’ve done So I fill up on these drugs, and load my dad’s gun So that this life of misery can finally end And I will be punished for the sins I’ve commited [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 48 [informant] => lonely_boy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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