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[sid] => 76108
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Oh my Love
[time] => 2004-12-16 21:28:36
[hometext] => You know who you are
[bodytext] => You can always say the things that kill. Your words like rusted daggers fill my chest, bulls eye, the heart. Your tounge drips poision worse than the deadliest venomous snake and still your hatefull words continue to fall with the rush and roar of Niagra Falls. I turn and give those very same words back to you funny how that is all you seem to hear, never the pain that you give me. But still, I go on living, living each day like I don't care, and really, I don't care about you, you have given me nothing to hold on to, except your sickening words. Words that are just as ugly as your face and your name. But, it's me that I care about, and only me. Never once have you asked to see what I bleed, you only remind me of what I don't have. Well, let me tell you what I DO have. I have strength. Strength to get up every morning and do what I need to do in order to live while you sleep. I guess it's best that you keep your own bed warm as ugly as you are, no on else with be there to do it for you. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Nardo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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