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[aid] => mick
[title] => perfect way
[time] => 2005-03-09 19:41:56
[hometext] => please comment
[bodytext] => Wishing away her problems, didn't work anymore. She was growing up, and starting to learn this pain. Long nights of nothing but tears, was starting to be regular. Nothing took the pain away, this hurt would never leave. Sitting in her cold, dark room, she found a way, the perfect way, to ease the blinding pain. Just a simple, cold blade to the wrist, and a slight movement. The metal slipping through her skin, made a way for the pain, and the hurt to escape. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 450 [topic] => 13 [informant] => karmen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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