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[sid] => 112035
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wound Up
[time] => 2005-12-24 13:07:44
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[bodytext] => There isn’t a troll that can seek this control. Where’s the mystery in this little wooded carton of lies? Only a picture with the evidence in your face Could make you see the accident that’s taking place. Even then you’d be staring at it straight in the eyes… Nothing’s there…but a self destructive little girl… What happened to her little dress with a bow? Cut up and shredded as the years went on… No strings left of the innocence that was once there… They couldn’t stop her, They wound her up way to long… [comments] => 2 [counter] => 565 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Pyrofungus [notes] => ....edited for spelling as requested...by mod_6...19-01-06 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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