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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wrongfully Independent
[time] => 2007-09-05 11:38:29
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[bodytext] => I told myself it would never come to this it's like a dream always half whispered half remembered only half understood I was always fine alone. I could always protect myself alone. was never, hurt, used, abused.. ALONE the perfect utopia of alone. I told myself it would never come to this. could only depend on myself, feel nothing for no one tell my secrets to the wind stand tall BE BRAVE always keep my chin up. but...I can't help but feel that my heads gettin' heavy. and I can't depend on me, anymore. so what do I do now? when I can't go on? no helping hands I pushed them away long ago. these eyes are tired, these days are long the deserted utopia, of alone.. of me. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 32 [informant] => xxdeathxTOxkristixx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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