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[aid] => mick
[title] => Gone
[time] => 2009-02-27 16:23:37
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[bodytext] => Looking at the picture forced to portray. making me remember those old days. When I had a voice, that could make a sound I sold myself so cheap I let you get too deep now my eyes grow so weak I now go for my final sleep. in this dream its me and you we find ourselves with nothing to do so we gaze under the stars. there is still light in the dark. on your neck the jewel I gave to you also the words I promised too. now that the feelings are done you wont miss me until im gone. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 22 [informant] => shendo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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