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[aid] => mick
[title] => Surface Area of Pain Increases Tenfold--More ways to hurt me, yes?
[time] => 2006-02-15 16:11:43
[hometext] => I really miss the one who taught me how to live right. I need him more than ever.
[bodytext] => I want to escape this... circular prison called conciousness, which has no way out but under it, because the walls are covered in slime. And Most get stuck in the dirt below and that is when we die. I say not that I'm different, my outcome will be the same, But I can say the path that took me, Is worse than the next hell I will find. Quite dillusional in this whole process, What love remains is hopeless. For there is nothing to reignite it with, (devils have taken their payment and left). Helped until in a position of need, Teased until I began to want, This is all love does for me, And that makes my lovers live happily. I guess I've served my purpose, I guess I've helped out some. Now that I have been used up, And the rest of my heart is gone, Perhaps someday I think, I'll be able be with Jon. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 500 [topic] => 61 [informant] => assassinatorgirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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