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[sid] => 81958
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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Sight So Lucid
[time] => 2005-01-29 03:25:29
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[bodytext] => My eyes drool and my face hurts from all this sorrow It tastes like metal in my mouth right now but I know it’ll all be over tomorrow I pulled the trigger but I smelled no smoke and I heard no sound And when I looked about there was no hollow shell on the ground Beethoven performing for Elise at the twilight of dawn I cleared the dials and sat up with a yawn I am always quite lonely and I really want an excuse to end it all But every now and then I see God’s incredible handwriting on the wall Jesus bought me with a price—they say that’s what He died for But I know that He only did it so I would become His whore I never loved God and I never cared if my name was on heaven’s list So I bled Jesus out of me by opening up my weeping wrists Beethoven performing for Elise at the twilight of dawn I cleared the dials and sat up with a yawn Sometimes the sky is blank, so I dig in the earth in search of the light And I’m still in a dream when I wake up in the middle of the night I swallowed the big pills and I swallowed the little ones too Right now I would eat a bomb just to see what it would do If I do not succeed with this, I will just try it again But no matter what, I will write no note even though I die holding a pen Beethoven performing for Elise at the twilight of dawn I cleared the dials and sat up with a yawn Only this time I still heard Beethoven’s majestic hand gliding the keys When I examined the machine, I saw something that made hell freeze Though the music did play, the cord was dead and trailing off to nowhere like the great Nile And my love, that’s when I understood that I had been dead the whole while [comments] => 5 [counter] => 362 [topic] => 36 [informant] => kratur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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