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[sid] => 14790
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Addiction
[time] => 2003-03-23 17:05:00
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[bodytext] => Addicted
I don’t remember why I’m standing here, Where did this gun come from? I don’t remember what I’m breathing for, For I’m standing in a puddle of tears. I can’t recollect the last time I felt the needle, Where did these bruises come from? The pain exited and hunger is taking place, I need an uplift, but I’m standing here. Why did I decide to come here, Now I can’t find the right way out. Trapped in a puddle that continues to grow, Why can’t I even just save myself? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 21 [informant] => XXXsilvervoodooXXX [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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