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[title] => A Bullet
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[bodytext] => A bullet came towards your face You ducked to find your space I was just there to be in the race You missed your place Because you didn’t have the pace I tried my best You gave me no rest You were the reason I left my nest To be your guest But I left and went west We are not the same No matter what you claim I just want to find fame And escape the blame This is the reason I came. I never wanted to be bought But you wanted my support Or so I thought You just wanted to be caught So you could make me distraught [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 43 [informant] => leopardpie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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