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[aid] => mick
[title] => Willpowerless
[time] => 2009-05-28 02:25:33
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[bodytext] => Maniacal chainsaws buzz in my head...breathe The muscles of my temples alternately flex from grinding my teeth...breathe Chills run up my spine, the same kind of chills you get from sitting on a cold toilet seat...breathe I know I can get it, But I tell myself I don’t want it, I don’t need it...think... Ativans don’t help it anymore I am pacing the floor more than ever before Writing seems to help, its worse than you think Now the pen in my head has run out of ink [comments] => 2 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 66 [informant] => SirCallower [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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