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[aid] => mick
[title] => I'm Narcissistic, You Love Me
[time] => 2006-03-25 22:40:20
[hometext] => Kind of a self- anology poem....kind of what I see, kind of what others see....kind of what I want them to see...haha confused yet?? Plz comment ;)
[bodytext] => Just look at that angel with her wings so limply hung, With her head tilted back, and arms casually strung, She doesn't seem to have a care in the world, But who can figure out the secrets of this girl? And I see her in the mirror, dressed all in white, So pure but naive, she’s a never ending fight, Always dressed in black, the darkness always cast, Once saw something innocent, but it could never last, Tattoo on her back, her virgin skin no more, Never really knew it but, she cut it times before, And I’m in love with her, head over heals for sure, I don’t know what to do, for this desire there is no cure, And she’s so pretty, and does anything she wants to, I can’t get her out of my head, what am I going to do? Yeah she’s my drug, intoxicating my brain, I drink her in, Just to have a taste of her, she must be the ultimate sin, Just cant get enough, her names tattooed in my brain, And I want her to be with her, God she's driving me insane, I’ll take a look at you my darling, once the outer skin has shed, I know this is how you think and feel, if only I could get inside your head. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 33 [informant] => xxnights_childxx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
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