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[sid] => 157169
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => HIS TEARS
[time] => 2010-02-01 21:02:43
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => HIS TEARS FELL UPON MY SHOULDERS LIKE HEAVY BRICKS I HAVE YET BEEN ABLE TO LIFT.
I CARRY THEM WITH ME EACH DAY
CONSTANT REMINDERS OF HOW I HURT HIM
IF ONLY HE WOULD REACH OUT TO ME
I WOULD SEE TO IT HIS WINGS STRECHED ACROSS OUR WORLDS AND HE SOARED FAR ABOVE HIS PAIN
YOU ARE NOT MEANT FOR THIS FATE
DARLING DRY YOUR TEARS
FLY NOW
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[informant] => brittany24
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[alanguage] => english
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[score] => 4
[ratings] => 1
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[topicname] => anguished
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