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[aid] => mick
[title] => Left of me
[time] => 2005-01-23 19:04:10
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[bodytext] => lost in a pointless stance i never had a chance going through a relapse waiting for it to pass waiting for its return the mark for wich i yurne for i dont want to learn more open the door you'll never find the thoughts hidden in my mind rewind to find a past that's undescribable it eats at me like some sort of cannable unforgivable/ relivable,some things you cant stop unable to get over the ever growing top mop up what's left of me pick up little parts of me nothing left inside of me but the unwanted memories *wish i could leave the part that is left of me* unsee the pain they caused paused in that part of time reminds me of the shame the same hidden thoughts caught up in the disorder falling over the border last quarter of my sanity wishing you'd run from me locked behind the bars of my memories life can be better but you cant see for me that's impossible too Plausible it'll get worse too close/ about to burst it hurts my hope put my head through a rope note my hate give it to me strait you ***** used me for bait how could you relate wait there's more dig deep into my core it's all gore gone bad i'm jealous of wat i could of had mad at my stupidity it consumes all of me *wish i could leave the part that is left of me* [comments] => 2 [counter] => 206 [topic] => 66 [informant] => Unabletoforget [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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