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[aid] => mick
[title] => Speechless Rabble
[time] => 2009-10-18 10:32:15
[hometext] => Its my frist hope you like it
[bodytext] => Where is the dark in this ugly sun A pointless point too many times told This story sits never to get young People grow hungry the meal sits on the stove, as it comes to a chill Eat, Not with a bowl, open your mind and take a bite, tell her what you think The world sits outside of what we cant become, our mind streched like plastic but we are going green, and even then its still red For what goes round must surely spin, and what we cant beat is surely sin. I write lies in the form of truths, this is a LIE You know both sides but and still choose none This day will go on even when we're past living in the future only makes you a concept Told me I was trash but then I got recycled I talked for hours with nothing to say My heart has a beat but, it has your rythm All I can be is me whoever that is. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 59 [informant] => jamesleonhumphrey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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