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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hollow
[time] => 2006-05-10 04:24:13
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[bodytext] => You dress up in silence, to cover up the naked truth That there's nothing underneath the stain, and there's no feeling left inside of you. You never question anything, ever. You just go along with all that you're told. And I once thought you were special, but you don't have a mind of your own. You are so ugly in your weariness. A poor dullard without a clue. Blank eyes with an empty stare. The whole world can look right through you... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Davinah [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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