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[sid] => 1991
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Tears at the funeral
[time] => 2002-08-08 21:07:48
[hometext] => I'm nothing if not predictable
[bodytext] => We can't choose existence
Just go with what we get Given the burden of legacy Given no second chances Bow before the makers words They don't make our wrongs No one to left to hold No one left to blame The easy way out is closed off No way you can make the turning They'll never forgive you They'll never forget You'll lie down one day It will be like you never happened You'll no longer be sad You'll no longer see [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 36 [informant] => evilapple [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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