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[aid] => mick
[title] => you were all because
[time] => 2004-05-15 23:58:09
[hometext] => this is about you and what you will do
[bodytext] => Here I sit, in a horrible chair all because she said standing was unfair I used to think about her hips now I hide, in sub-par sober trips beside me she flips her pefection and slips a wink, in my direction on the brink is why I sold my soul to Microsoft, to the perpetual cold. Here I lay, in a tiny bed all because, of what she said I used to think about her nose then I noticed, my pathetic pose behind me she laughs her song and closes the door, on all my wrongs this is how come, I look at my forehead all because of what she said. Here I crouch, in my hands all because, she said I'm bland I used to think about her smell then my poem, stmbled and fell in front of me she turns and strolls here is my soul, these are it's holes and now i feel, somewhat dead all because of what she said [comments] => 0 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 35 [informant] => chrispywho [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SpecialOccassion )
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