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[aid] => mick
[title] => Death can be a lie
[time] => 2006-11-01 11:25:15
[hometext] => This is written for the same man as (Dark Angel), lol, I'm not suicidal....we simply show our affection a bit dark
[bodytext] => Slit my wrists and bleed me dry
hold my hands and watch me die
razorblades, my kiss of death
paint your soul in the time that's left
sit back and enjoy the show
you play the biggest part ya know
your bleeding heart was bore for me
so now I'm open for you to see
a pool of blood is where I sit
slowly pouring from where I slit
closing eyes, a world goes black
I slide down as my body's slack
One final look and then I'm gone
the bleeding stops; now come along
cover me in the blackest sheets
lay one black rose on where I'll sleep.
[comments] => 5
[counter] => 174
[topic] => 13
[informant] => light_to_your_darkness
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 14
[ratings] => 3
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => DarkPoetry
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