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[sid] => 141308
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => motive
[time] => 2008-04-01 22:18:37
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Laying in my bed my eyes so tired, But yet my brain is so damn wired, I can't stop thinking about you, You are the motive behind everything I do, Yet you dont even have a clue, As to the amount of pain you cause me, Its making me someone I dont want to be, Someone who is fake, Someone who puts it all at stake, For nothing in return, So its your turn, To try and understand, I am the better man [comments] => 1 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 65 [informant] => brock32 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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