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[sid] => 117581
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Senior Prom
[time] => 2006-04-02 20:43:01
[hometext] => Just a twisted tale of senior prom
[bodytext] => So this is it, my time for inspiration So now i talk about, the only prom i'll mention It was the only one that was worth it Even though we were there 10 minutes, that was it We left to eat And turned our sobriety to defeat We were drinking, smoking weed and popping pills She was taking it easy, though as not to get ill We had some laughs, but the silences scare me The were way too long like the minutes to be Alone with the sister i felt only love for Because her sister, the one i was with was a whore I just thought that it would be better if she was with my "brother" The same one that blacked one of my eyes, and not the other She still sat there and stared with her eyes, in my direction Never looking too long, so that i didn't see them I know now that i should have been with her Because when she said she wanted me, thoughts stir It almost starts a hate for a race just because she didn't want me at her sisters place I turned my back on the things people search for months to a year Incomparable incompetence is where life always seems to steer So now i'm left with a memory that's better than the others even though its in the past, with the memories of being lovers [comments] => 0 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 14 [informant] => tweaks2004 [notes] => Edited for spelling as requested. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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