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[aid] => mick
[title] => Miscarriage
[time] => 2011-11-02 18:52:49
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[bodytext] => I hope and pray that this is not reality
So you might know the love you made
Inside a heart so cold and decayed
To breathe in life, to know my face
My title stripped away from me
On my darkest day in history
Your life was swiftly taken away
Inside your grave's a piece of me
Oh, I would give up everything
To hear your voice, to see your face
To hear your heart, feel it beating
Inside your grave's a piece of me.
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[informant] => spencer1607
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