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[sid] => 135079
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Bothersome Indeed
[time] => 2007-06-09 14:26:30
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Wounds of the heart are bothersome indeed They are the only wounds that do not bleed But the cure is bothersome still Love from someone else will But how can this cure be acquired? When your presence is no more desired Than placing your hand on an open fire So you sit and cry Wish to die As the wound in your heart starts to rot For something desired you are not Your mind an angry mass Your soul tattered and bruised Your heart a painful lump When will it pass? Bothersome indeed That they do not bleed For a bandage is all one would need [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 43 [informant] => chrono110 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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