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[aid] => mick
[title] => I want to be forgotten
[time] => 2004-12-16 18:02:14
[hometext] => not much to day i just dont feel like writing
[bodytext] => I wish I were enough To really better some ones life But I am not no matter how hard I try I just fail everyone that I care for I’m so ***** low that I can’t even write I don’t know what to do anymore Did I ever really know? What is the point of anything? Does anything really have a point? Why do I have to try and die? And not just die effortlessly? Why is my life such a mess? Is it me? Why am I so alone I wonder It must be me Am I something more than ugly? And am I so easy to hate? I guess I am when I hate my self I guess when people say I am to blame For everything that is wrong in my life It is true So that’s why I tried to hang my self last night I was messing around with some rope And I made it into a noose I stood up on this thing and Put my head in it to see if it fit I slipped and hung my self Though right now I wish I would have died on it I am just so tired really I don’t want to go on anymore Really do not care if I live or die I would prefer it if someone would kill me If I killed my self it would be no surprise But those who do not know me Would still wonder why I do not mind if I leave nothing behind I think I would like to be forgotten [comments] => 4 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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