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[sid] => 16043
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => I remember
[time] => 2003-04-15 15:25:00
[hometext] => I started trying to write a story, but this is what came out instead...
[bodytext] => I remember when it all first began,
It was tainted from the start; The love he seldom gave us, So we wouldn't fall apart. I remember the times he used to make me cry at night, And the times he'd shout at me, I remember lying in bed holding my baby brother, Wishing we could be free. I remember when I found out That he'd caused mum to have a miscarriage, I remember wondering why they tried to make it work, This broken, ruined marriage. And I remember when the day came That would be our final goodbye, And I remember sitting next to him, Crying and asking myself why. I remember my first cut, Just after they told me I was mad, I remember taking the ruler to my arm And scratching with all the strength I had. I remember seeing the blood ooze from my body, And feeling on top of the world, And then looking in the mirror And seeing what I'd become, a broken little girl. I remember praying every day for it to stop, And knowing that it never would, But I remember all to well, The day I finished it off for good. I remember spending a week's wages on the pills, And making sure I got the craft knife, Then taking the pills and cutting my wrist, And putting an end to this twisted life. I remember the first time I looked down from above, And seeing how much better the world was now that I'd gone, And seeing my loved ones cry for me, And when I whispered 'it won't be long'. xXx [comments] => 7 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 13 [informant] => M [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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