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[sid] => 97960
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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Farewell
[time] => 2005-06-13 21:45:04
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[bodytext] => I'm exhausted with all of this wand'ring, These same thoughts that always ravage my mind. I don't know what I'm looking for, something. That in humanity I'll never find. Perhaps, 'tis love, though I know it's a lie. Maybe a friend, though I know they'll just leave. Might be a life, though I'd rather die. Out of my mind, these thoughts should I heave. My eyes are glued open, torturing me. Forcing observations of this world, doomed. I tore out my heart, 'twas useless you see? Mine is a condition, not just a mood. I think I'll just hug my bear forever. I will lie down in my bed and I'll rest. I don't want to breathe, not now or ever. I'm tired of life, of this mental test. To-night I shall smile for the first time. I'll capture this moment, pierced by a blade. I'm painting a picture, conducting a rhyme. I am still smiling, decision was made. Gagging in pleasure on this warm life broth- That once pulsed angrily in my veins. Death light is nigh, I draw near like a moth. Some cruel life giver handed me the reigns. Now, I'm as cold as the moon I admire. Pale as the Pallas as quoted by Poe. As stiff as the corpse impaled on the spire. Goodbye filthy world! To rot I do go! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 36 [informant] => PoeticMidnight [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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