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[sid] => 149109
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Least Freedom Of Being Free
[time] => 2009-04-13 18:28:38
[hometext] => I wrote this when I was in the 8th grade.
[bodytext] => When I walk past, you snicker, I can feel my shields getting thicker, With every flicker, You turn my emotions off and on, And you laugh until I’m gone, What did I do to deserve this, Mistreatment and socially dismissed, I found myself sitting alone in the dark, And I think about how cruelness leaves a deep mark, I could feel the tearing in my heart, I try to recollect every part, But the pieces are all lost, I search for them at all cost, Then I realized I’ve been stripped, Torn up and ripped, There isn’t anybody who could save me, I am nowhere near free. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 234 [topic] => 65 [informant] => kismetkills [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 21 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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