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[aid] => Mick
[title] => life is weird
[time] => 2002-12-21 19:20:00
[hometext] => an incident spurred song, but no one will ever kno me and who i am, so what does it matter anymore?
[bodytext] => ************************* you can't see inside my skin don't know just where i've been i've been waiting so long for you to show never thought i'd see you there your smell is still in my hair and i taste the salt of my dried tears wondering what i did wrong always singin the same old song and i can't change even if you asked me to never been down this road before wonder who is keepin score and what tricks i've pulled if you've fallen a thousand open eyes are staring eyes beyond eyes are glaring reading what we've done lying to cover my lies no one is special, no one is singled out someone in my head starts to shout like the ancestors that burned life at the stake dreaming of a perfect life always losing out in life wondering what kind of life i will learn to live everyone wants life to be perfect i want life to be fun life can be very pointless when you're the only one falling down from my pedestal but still higher than you soar maybe we're on different levels but who is keeping score? my ancestors burned life at the stake at the stake my life was burned don't burn another life at the stake at the stake at the stake [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 21 [informant] => dantoad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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