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[sid] => 149428
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Crows Are Coming For Me
[time] => 2009-04-26 21:36:47
[hometext] => The tales of being entranced in the world heroin creates.
[bodytext] => Once I crawled up a tree There was a spider in my hair He wouldn't let go of me He tried to suck the blood Off the crease of my arm ...I knew he'd die. He'd die. Once I hid under the floor boards I tried to escape my tears But I found more needles. More teaspoons of blood. More reminders of my only love. I ran. I hit my head on the floor. It turned black. Black. Once I ran up a hill I tried to make my own silence But my heart beat a tattoo in my chest And I couldn't run without tripping I couldn't stand without slipping I pushed the lever into my arm I pushed the sunlight into my veins Once it was night time I sat in bliss all day The stars fell into the ground I tried to pick them up They burnt me. It soothed my aching bloodstream I could hear it scream Give me what I need. The crows. They're coming for me. The poison. It's taking over me. The sharp. It's the life in me. Once I tied a rope around my neck I only had one more needle worth The slipknot massaged my bleak insides Bleak. I jumped. Now I feel. Peace. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 66 [informant] => amber_vonhorror [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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