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[sid] => 14814
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Forbidden something
[time] => 2003-03-24 01:05:00
[hometext] => Hey, i'm in a mess, what do you think, feel? i'm in the right mind to stage a protest about the war, but i agree, yes it's all worth it, pain can creep up beside us and knock us out with it's sweet stench!
[bodytext] => I held a Party to my nervous breakdown
and I went straight to the life garage to fix myself up. They said they were out of the parts, I said "dont anyone have a soul for questioning?". "Dont forget the sinners" they replied, I was lost in torment. Then along came Jack, he was special, He took the pain away. Therefore, I may be mad, But I must stay! So dont live the life of the way of the road. Dont go down paths which are so old, Life life so right. Tonight in whoring delight. Hell could only be made for me, and I'll evict the devil when i get there! Every felt your being watched in an empty room? That may be me, I see all! Ha Ha HA! Ride on sweet baby, Ride on! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 43 [informant] => justlearning69 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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