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[sid] => 145313
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Waiting to die
[time] => 2008-09-21 18:10:22
[hometext] => Thoughts like this run rampant in my mind.
[bodytext] => my life is a joke, its dark and cruel only blood keeps me going just like its fuel i love the smell of flesh as i peel the skin back nothin like the sound of my axe when it goes a hack hack can't believe i got caught up in this wicked game i leave bodies in bags for the dark lord to claim if you wanna stop me im right the here i'd be happy as hell if this was my last year cause if i died tonight no one would shed a tear so i close my eyes and pray it'll all just disappear [comments] => 0 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 13 [informant] => solidsnake116 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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