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[aid] => mick
[title] => Why Am Not I Dead?
[time] => 2004-03-27 21:52:19
[hometext] => His words hurt me over and over...yet still I love him...
[bodytext] => I've been waiting for you To release my heart from your grasp It doesn't seem right That you don't love me But still keep me loving you You don't even want me You just want to toy with my emtions I've heard you say it Straight to my face Toyed with them you have I'll never be the same I remember you asking me just yesterday "Seriously, why aren't you dead?" Those words will remain in my mind Everytime I cry at night I'll hear the words you said "You can't even kill yourself" "Looks like you fail at everything" Never have such cold words Pierced my fragile heart I don't get why you hate me Nothing have I done to you And yet you want me dead? You taunted me to cut myself "CUT CUT CUT" you said But I stayed strong And kept the knife away Refusing to spill my own blood again On account of you, you ******* I'm tired of your abuse The way your words have brought me down Reducing me Believing everything you said I still think I am ugly Just as you told me I was Still I think I am nothing And never have I been Just like you said to me Countless poems I have written About the love I have for you And about the things you've done But last night all the things you said Where just too much to handle Every word you uttered Went through me like a sword You leave me Bent and haggard Simply trying to breathe again [comments] => 2 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 13 [informant] => night_child [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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