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[sid] => 6349
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Meth for which I live
[time] => 2002-11-07 18:00:00
[hometext] => This is just something I wrote.....I've no idea of where it came from....I never even seen meth up close.....
[bodytext] => The wings of the crow
Carry the meth for which I live. Dark thoughts invade my mind, I’m so sick and tired of this. Is there somewhere to go, Where I won’t have to fight? This drug that consumes my heart Now blurs my clouded mind. As I slip away, Into the murky depths, On my lips I taste, The final kiss of death. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Chicken [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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