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[aid] => mick
[title] => CUT
[time] => 2003-12-22 20:06:07
[hometext] => bout what i feel
[bodytext] => Inside i feel shi*ty, and always itty bitty. Dazed and confused, i dont know what to do. Pierce the skin, the devil within. Heart full of pain, i can not contain. Grab a razor, no one can save her. Slicing the skin, the pain is not in. Dizziness is what i am, from the blood that just ran. Light turns to dark, no thought will ever spark. Drowing in blood. face down in the mud. Gone is the pain, like in the rain. Things from the past. i remember at last. Thinking of friends, i have to mend. Please wake up, its a must. I have friends, and i really love them. I have dogs, and they jsut ran in the fog. Looking for me was what they were doing, looking for me was their duty. Remembering what i loved to do, taking pictures and loving them too. Camera not in hand, as i walk in the sand. The ocean is twinkling, i am thinking. I would stay here till the end, but earth is the only place where i can mend. Pinching me so i can wake, but the pinching only made me quake. Scars come out, i must doubt. Big and puffy like they were new, wondering why and waht i was going to do. I am alone, and so thrown. Happiness is what i want, but that is not what i got. Sitting on the sand, and looking for a man. I was alone again, and now its time for me to go home again. My dream place is what i face. Palms now die, it must be because that what i feel inside. Dead, alone and really cold, i knew i should of done what i was told. I am alive, and now i am hoping to survive. I did my best, now i can rest. For i am alive, and hope i will always survive. I drift off and fall alseep, as i lay i hear a loud and annoying beep. Long and high, i must not die. I have to stay alive. I have friends, i need to mend. I have family, i need to help them be happy. I have pets, treats are what they must get. I have a life, i am not in the ice. I will stop, and start @ the top. I will not slice, and i will treat u nice. I am alive, and i will always survive. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 13 [informant] => dena [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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