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[aid] => mick
[title] => Feed The Junkie
[time] => 2006-01-18 18:15:02
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[bodytext] => She was born in Germany Cyanide in her alphabet soup Feed the junkie Play the victim And make mockery of tragedy Time flies And she stays still The blood of the innocent The white foam of the tortured The Germans always do it better Panic, the familiar peace She feeds off the white foam of the tortured ones Injured never felt so good Satisfy the fiend Germany, you've made such a title A monster syndrome Babies succumb to the junkie I'm afraid I'm sure I saw the young have red eyes Feed the junkie.. Germany's child -Amanda Bentley [comments] => 1 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Amanda_Interrupted [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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