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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Poets Twisted Mind
[time] => 2003-02-08 08:00:00
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[bodytext] => Razor blades
Caress The pain Away Pills Never seem To go down Right Guns Are so hard to get Just To kill yourself with Knifes They cut away Every And all insecurities I sound Like A professer of suicide Well Ain't it great It finely paid off And I Never push down With the razor Never had the courage Just grazed it against My wrist And thought It was great I never Had the stregthen To kill myself Only Many failed attempts It became a game To see How many new ways I could think up In my twisted Twisted Little mind Oh Don't write How it made you cry Or How depressing This is Or Twisted Or Whatever Its words from the poet All the good ones Die Kill themselves Head In the stove Overdose Poets Last words A sonnet For you [comments] => 1 [counter] => 249 [topic] => 43 [informant] => ml02 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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