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[aid] => mick
[title] => a thief's execution...
[time] => 2004-01-11 11:54:17
[hometext] => another from being in care.a boy staying with us was a thief!he also had A.D.H.D. and did judo.the mixure resolved in him leaving our family.this was what i wanted to happen to him!
[bodytext] => steaming from thy bodies rise, floating up-wards from the lies, flying quick far from the lies, smiling hard hoping thy dies (read twice). thy's dipping thoughts, mix deep with blood, adding puncture pains, with smelling mud. crying hard, hurting to much, thinking hurts, can't feel or touch. but not that there's much, stuff to feeled, they took it back, all the sh** you steeled. then snatched up you body, and throe you down, your head smacked down, and broke your crown! it hurt to bad, you tried to move, but when the blood rushed out, what was happening, you had no clue! a small, red, naked flame, they dropped and it spread, your hair took up, as it hit your head! the blood comes out, deep from thy's skin, letting darkness be crushed, soo far within. then your left to cry, until you die, coz no one likes a thief, that can pretend and lie. they run away calling you names, and muttering the tune of, "the chanting game" steaming from thy bodies rise, floating up-wards from the lies, flying quick far from the cries, smilig hard hoping thy dies!!!!!! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 13 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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