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[aid] => mick
[title] => no title
[time] => 2008-01-15 09:34:43
[hometext] => Just something short. It was a hard time.
[bodytext] => Metal edges. They shine on the wan of my angry wrists. Ruby babes, floating from their long time hiding places beneath my skin. Maybe I thought that you would come back. Maybe I thought that this would bring you home? I'm only a fool. If every inch of me, instead of just a few, were crying crimson streams of love, It would still remain: the fact that there's no time for one, when you have another. Now my outsides just look like my insides. Now there's not much left to hide, My heart wasn't in this.. only my mind. I promised I wouldn't do it again. You promised you wouldn't leave.. What's really the difference? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => meadcomposition [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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