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[title] => Pain
[time] => 2006-04-13 18:45:51
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[bodytext] => This pain I feel inside me. It is no longer hurting or burning me. But the complete opposite. It is pleasure. Pleasure that some how feels completely strange. Strange enough to feel as if I need help. Help from my family and friends. To tell this to someone I cannot since that is not an option. An option that I shouldn't bear to hold deeply. My family or my friends feel as if I'm crazy. Crazy like a person in a cell. Trying to get out. But not succeeding. That is my life. My life is now in a cell. Prisoned until someone can let me out. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 13 [informant] => BabiBoricua314 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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