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[sid] => 128337
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => See ya Sucker!
[time] => 2006-11-17 00:12:26
[hometext] => To all the Vultures.
[bodytext] => The thought of dying dear, doesn't frighten me one bit Upon my death I'll pack a bag to take along the trip I'll smile my last smile not gracefully but sly I'll spit upon your face instead of kissing you good-bye I do not care if I am missed your all so full of lies I'm ready to depart to be sacrificed to the flies I hate to call this planet home sourrounded by these fakes Who slime and slither all around like sneaky nasty snakes Your sincerity is laughable why don't we try the truth? You hate me with every breathe you breathe and I feel the same for you You run your games and fake your smile then talk behind my back When I'll just tell it to your face, now what cha think of that? Every day it's always something new and it is never good I try to just be happy but nothing goes the way it should I must admit some days are fine but most are just the pits And I am so fed up I'm just ready to end it So cover me with dirt so you can all ***** on my grave Your urination hatred flowing like a tidal wave but HAHA jokes on you, you have to live and I'm dead and doing swell But we shall meet again someday so I'll see you in hell [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 43 [informant] => GurLG0nEWr0ng [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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