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[aid] => mick
[title] => Familiarity
[time] => 2009-12-23 14:11:47
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[bodytext] => I'm going mad wanting to be somebody, I'm losing weight like a, wait like a..charm, There's a demon inside who makes dates with a bride, And then scrapes with his Visa a line, Roll the dice and empty the bottle, Ethanol promises grow from within, So much wrong what is right is no longer, No such thing as this cardinal sin, Take a rein split a vein and recover, Count the pills and then just gently smile, You're only within that there blur again, I told you it had been a while. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 66 [informant] => creactivity [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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