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[sid] => 156475
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Razorblade Cupcake
[time] => 2010-01-03 18:51:38
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Yesterday I danced with a ghost by her grave Some guy with a needle in his arm decided she'd look prettier With a knife through her spleen She whispered that she fell, and it was a luxury And she told me to open my eyes and see How much more gorgeous the world was once you die.. And how elated it was just to say goodbye 'cause there's sickness in the air only death will help you run from "Come on baby and cry..cry for the sadness that consumes your life" Sweet ghost made my eyes bleed and she licked away the tears Wrapped her arms around my arteries and pulled Red serum falling from my wrists Take a deep breath. ..'cause this is it. And as midnight approaches and her hand becomes more warm The feeling of death is sweeter then a razorblade cupcake. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 599 [topic] => 36 [informant] => amber_vonhorror [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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