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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mind Reader
[time] => 2006-01-13 15:39:05
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[bodytext] => Can she see into my mind, Is there something in there she can find. Why does she make the flower die. Why may I ask Why? She rules me she controls me, She i be paying her a rental fee, She makes me cry inside, Is this a free ride? I know i should be free, Why should I let her just be? I know the trauma fades. But my life is like caves... Endless room of pitiful space, It is a real death race, I am failing all of lifes tasks I know why I'm hidden behind the mask [comments] => 2 [counter] => 206 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Sexi_Lexi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 16 [ratings] => 6 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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