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[aid] => mick
[title] => Why
[time] => 2005-11-08 06:13:52
[hometext] => I don't know anymore.
[bodytext] => I no longer know Who I want to be Always lived around People who just can't see Whenever something goes wrong I always get the blame All the harsh words yelled at me Make me hang my head in shame I'm sick of all you're bi***ing I'm sick of you calling me a slut I just can't seem to understand How you can not see the cuts How can you be so blind Why do you lose control? Why do you stand there grinning? And watching as I fall? Why do you hit me Why do you make me cry? Why do you make it so All I can say is why? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 32 [informant] => sylviawalters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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