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[sid] => 148170
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Freedom
[time] => 2009-02-25 09:03:23
[hometext] => the general theme of this poem is
[bodytext] => Everyday I smile Glad that I’m alive No one questions why Not because I’m sad Nor because I’m in pain And I want nothing more to gain I do it because it’s me I love the knife I sharpen every day My own dirty secret in every way People would think I was a "cutter" They’d take away my dirty secret Not allowing me to forever keep it Same old thing but brand new whispers Realize they’ve found my affair Hide away from these deadly stares I’d rather die than they take my lover I’m going deeper than ever To lay with my love forever You yearn that which hurts So cut until you bleed And let yourself be freed [comments] => 0 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 24 [informant] => amicus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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