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[sid] => 162176
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Let it all go
[time] => 2010-09-06 06:46:30
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => My thoughts are free'd,
This world of greed,
My ****** up life,
A stamped on weed,
My fists grow tight,
I lose all sight,
I grab the bottle,
I've lost the fight,
My heart lies sore,
Thrown on the floor,
Abused and scared,
Can take no more,
One last drink,
Then I won't think,
Let it all go,
Let myself sink.
[comments] => 2
[counter] => 269
[topic] => 66
[informant] => Bexstasy
[notes] => Mod 9
Bleep word.
9/06/2010
Bleep word.
Please bleep the whole word. Thank you.
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 5
[ratings] => 1
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => drugabuse
)
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