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[title] => PsycoSanity War
[time] => 2005-02-02 08:08:55
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[bodytext] => I can't take this anymore. when they tuch me or brush past me I hear the voices. The're laughing at me, putting me down, driving me insane. This rides almost over, my destination's near. Over my madness I hear my heartbeat echoing in my ears. My sanity, my lifeline, a battle ballanced on the edge of a knife, one slip is the end. This psycoSanity war is wearing me down. You may call me a psyco. Not yet, but you're pushing me there. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 59 [informant] => Zaknafein8891 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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