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[sid] => 133204
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Tears of Red
[time] => 2007-04-01 02:03:16
[hometext] => None of this is true, but it's what I feel like inside....
[bodytext] => Every day I come home, I deal with every day crap. It's all disastrous though, because it feel a lot like a trap. The first thing I do when I get here is reach for something sharp, Because deep down, I know, it'll eventually stop my heart. And when I do this, my tears fall onto my wrists, And soon enough, I know, scars'll take the place of slits. Those tears that fell had turned slowly to red As I fell on the floor, realizing I was dead. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Kunoichi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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