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[sid] => 6124
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => °°°Devil's Red Playground°°°
[time] => 2002-11-03 04:30:00
[hometext] => A time in my life i really wanted to die, and would have had i stayed...
[bodytext] => I relived tonight just like old times
Locked all my doors, and closed my blinds My phone unplugged, my windows all locked I sat for a while, and myself i rocked ‡ My mind went through old dreams i've had A poisoned girl that you made sad I stared in the mirror a while at me And all i could see was your words "ugly" ‡ Cocaine poured on my mirror cold Made fine with my razor then lined in rows A straw from my cup cut partly in half My nose in a playground that made me laugh ‡ It made me want more, it made me paranoid But i had to find a way to fill this void It related with me and how i feel about you It was hard to put down, hard not to do ‡ Mirror all clean and my sleeves pulled up I took that razor to see my blood I ached to feel just one thing inside The lines of my pain have your name outlined ‡ I twirled my long hair through my fingers red I rubbed my neck, and wished on death I saw your face as i closed my eyes I stopped laughing when you said "Just go die" ‡ My tears dripped down my bloody wrists My body shook as i made a fist I punched my leg and i pulled my hair I had nothing to lose, you didnt care ‡ I tasted my blood and my eyes opened slow I wanted to love you, but you had to go I'm just another line in your huge chalkboard Of women you had, but then ended up bored ‡ Each time i hurt from your words of hate I cut some more for your small mistakes If you had trusted in my warm soul I'd have led you to beautiful places untold ‡ Now that i've relived this pain tonight It wasn't my time, to pass on and die I had some visions of you and me Now go with her, and smile and be free ‡ I've played in this playground at times before The devil he took my heart and tore He swings me forward then pulls me around And welcomes me to his red playground [comments] => 10 [counter] => 253 [topic] => 13 [informant] => OreO [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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