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[sid] => 134995
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Pain in Love
[time] => 2007-06-06 18:43:08
[hometext] => Drugs are not a good thing, nor are those who thrive on controling those dependant on them.
[bodytext] => Before any other sense could tell I smelt your scent, Its lingering taste rotting my tongue And burning my flesh With it I feel a pain so sharp That creeps beneath my skin Crawling towards your poison What you call love. Lying because you can Knowing I will never run away Do you feel powerful? Knowing you are my drug I am a fool In love with your soulless self My body twists in agony My heart brakes in sorrow Self preservation has long gone Death seems a pleasant escape I take your cup filled with hate I drink. I die at last. KarlaMarie [comments] => 1 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 66 [informant] => KarlaMarie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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