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[sid] => 53068
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => To You
[time] => 2004-06-21 20:29:44
[hometext] => I don't get to feel love very often so when i do it messes me up
[bodytext] => He told me not to die When I was depressed He caused it Forever knowing what Has never been He said I should live But I don’t want to He called me a deviant In a good way I’ve always loved him Don’t believe anything I say I’m a liar and I’m crooked People would be so much better If I weren’t here for corruption He’s not cute or studly or anything But look into his soul he’s brilliant While I just waste away This had to happen Oh yeah great I told him I’m meant to be alone All these things he said to me In the middle of the night [comments] => 2 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 24 [informant] => Sordida [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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