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[sid] => 124257
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Story of Her Life
[time] => 2006-08-09 09:42:43
[hometext] => yea, its kinda long, but plz read it anyways!
[bodytext] => There she sits so helpless Just waiting for that special day The day she set aside When she'll take her life away Up until that day She'll screw her life up more Taking all the drugs And cutting like before Stories of her messed up life Are written on her skin Keeping count of all the times The knife just tends to win Scarlet scars upon her wrists Tell of all the times She tried to go but something Stopped her suicidal crimes Her blood shot eyes tell of all The countless times she's cried She has no more tears to cry So her end she will decide As that day comes around When her precious life she'll take She'll bring up all the pain inside And one more cut she'll make Never will she stop to think Of all the people she will miss You can call it 'ignorance' But ignorance is bliss As she starts to think about The story of her life She wants to end if faster Just to end all her strife She curls up in the corner And she begins to cry All the while voices whisper Just do it.... DIE! Mascara tears leak from her eyes And stain her pale, white face Trailing down her satin cheeks Depression's line they trace She sinks her nails down in her arm As she begins to shake Substituting physical pain For the pain from her heart ache As she slowly falls apart She starts to crave her blade She takes it out and wastes no time To add to the cuts she's made She drags the blade along her skin As she watches the blood pour out She feels control run through her body And the voices cease to shout She puts away her razor blade With no sign of regret She knows that she will do it again For the pain she can't forget As she starts to breathe again And her shaking finally stops Her weak and fragile body goes To her bed and drops Her eyes begin to slowly close As she thinks about that day Where all her struggles end as soon As she takes her life away [comments] => 1 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 36 [informant] => HeArTbRoKEnGiRl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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