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[aid] => mick
[title] => OH GOD,!!SET ME FREE
[time] => 2004-07-13 20:29:10
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[bodytext] => OH GOD, ! SET ME FREE July 5, 2004 10:12 am Well hello good morning I know it late 2 am but if anyone know me better then u, that u should know after midnight is when I start thinking around the clock but growing up I was told u never sleep why talk to the priest when I got the real deal here I know have friends, but that ain't working they do their best to cheer me up but I know they are saying while looking at me she drowning In her misery nothing but despair around her and oh yeah baby didn't I tell ya I can't swin so me being big as a house isn't gonna floop me for long Oh God !!! Set me free No can help me at all "I know my friends are talking to me but I can't hear them I know one of them is thinking let get her drunk and the other saying laughing let get her laid and believe me their nothing more that I would like then get some pleasure on a full moon but I choose not be someone one nite stand and he get my number then always bugging me for more and I won't be ur f buddy sorry baby doub lt once he see me that they will not asking anyway so that plain is wash down the drain Oh God !!! Set me free Oh God !!! Set me Free It sad that when my friends are talking to me, I can't hear they don't realize I'm to busy fighting my battle within myself that I don't have time to be friends That I'm in the fight of my life against my insecurity, demons, low self-esteem, self-worth, misery, depression, insanity So whenever they are talking to me all I hear is YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH LA, LA, LA, LA, LA LA, LA, LA, LA, LA BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAHHHHH I know my friends are talking I see their mouth running but nothing coming out their mouths Their don't know I'm in my own personal hell I know they are saying while looking at me she drowning In her misery nothing but despair around her and oh yeah baby didn't I tell ya I can't swin so me being big as a house isn't gonna floop me for long I'm to far gone from the light to be caught so what should I do be like the other people and make Jim Bean my best friend and drown In him Cause I'm already drowning I'm drowning, I'm drowning, I'm drowning in this baby Set me Free!!!!!!! Set me Free!!!!!! My dear friend I can't hear u your faces are fading away from me So god Set me free So god set me free Free Free Free Free Free Free Free Remy Maskantionio [comments] => 1 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 48 [informant] => remi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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