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[sid] => 117431
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Reluctant
[time] => 2006-03-31 05:01:36
[hometext] => Note that i am only 15 years old.
[bodytext] => Bloody fingerprints on the walls. A broken wrist from the fall. What can happen in despair? A shot gun and stained red hair. The nights darkness makes it hard to see. What cruel soul has done this to me? A silhouette standing in the doorway. The silver barrel begins to sway. Loading and aiming to fire. I should have know i would die here. For here is my favourite place. Where I once saw his darling face. Now all I see is anger and hate. That is what has led me to this cruel fate. Lay waiting for it to occur. My mind begins to think and yearn. Thinking of what led me to this. It was all the fault of his. Lying here as vultures circle above. What caused this? It was not lust, but love. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 241 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Teddy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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