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[aid] => mick
[title] => perception
[time] => 2009-05-08 12:20:47
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[bodytext] => suffered, suffer for all there's to think of when in the mindstate of dark, you fall beneath you can't get out your hands tide down there's nowhere left to breathe in this thick fog mud there's no hope left no one to grab your hand you feel your dying you look like your dead everything is black the trees are turning hell there's nothing left to feel sorry for yourself winter steals the summer brings it's up to you if you give or take... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 21 [informant] => eternalsunshine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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