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[aid] => mick
[title] => Daisy's by your Hospital Bed.
[time] => 2010-02-16 23:11:13
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[bodytext] => In pastel colors when the sun comes up You think you're so much taller now the Painkillers give you life. So when you were sick I gave you daisies Even though it sucked the life out of me I get off on you People always look smaller in hospital beds But not you. Watercolour veins, the prettiest shade. Decorated with needles and kisses from pretty nurses. Morphine always takes your melancholy. I'm sick to death of you being sick. Daisies will stop growing in the ground if I keep on Ripping them out for you! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 568 [topic] => 48 [informant] => amber_vonhorror [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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