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[aid] => mick
[title] => spent hormones
[time] => 2005-11-01 15:24:38
[hometext] => its a silly write
[bodytext] => searching for meaning for the emontions i hold
trying to express love when my hearts grown so cold
such an easy task when i was very young
life was to simple everything was fun
but now i know humilation along with regret
those are feelings you can never forget
man those were the times when emontions we new
all those raging hormones we couldnt help what we do
but now those feelings have come and all gone
i grew up past purberty and the hair has grown long
now i face a challange i feel i will fall
trying to show love while destroying my wall
this nervous tick as my nails chew away
pulling my mind oh what a day
sweating like bullets she comes sits beside
i fumble my words i wish i could hide
she looks at me strange and giggles away
my oh my this is not my day
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