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[sid] => 10499
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Love
[time] => 2003-01-15 22:20:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => With that same look,
weird and far, almost painted upon your face, I erase the hands of the man inside you, along the body of the girl inside me, and I bleed your hair that I cannot forget. That day, is too far, too close, too present, too heavy, I keep it between my hands but it burns and it hurts, I'd want to let it fall down in the void of your lips, not a mystery anymore to my sweet tongue. Instead, I keep it here, craving and silent, speechless in the impossibility of taking a place in my blue days. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 32 [informant] => LostDream [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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