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[aid] => mick
[title] => Confidential
[time] => 2006-07-30 13:49:24
[hometext] => thats how it was from the beginning,the beginning of the end
[bodytext] => Our little group Confidential,not known Public secret that is There was this person who got us all in All the girls I mean I was one of them Young, naive Little crazy that is There was this person we all had a thing with Was it a myth? I wish The year went by the group got bigger, stronger More ***** up that is And then the person who was there all along got lost and it all went wrong Most of them got caught, stopped,got clean gettin smarter that is Then the person chose the dumbest way and no game left to play Those ones who were still in tired, dead inside just embarrasin that is Nobody saw him scared, lost and curled all tight up in his Black world Then he got clean I was still in, amazed Just being stupid that is I watched him go sober without anyone else I still liked him i guess Then he was mean Me-lost,still "cool" Just hurting myself that is By being mean he tried to stay stop, don't do it But I just couldn't quit Then they all thought me-***** for coke, black But I found real love that is All he used to say to me :You are just dirty but I was happy Now I'm clean Found, much better feeling O.K. that is In a short conversation he said I was a cutie What do you want me to do Will? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 66 [informant] => ediii [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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