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[bodytext] => I wish that i could be The nice man that i should be Looking past the reasons that dont let me be Looking past the mirror that dont let me see Why am i so obssesed with me Why cant i let it happen , why cant i let it be Whys , Whys , there are so many whys Always lifting up my hands , Always looking at the skies Always looking at the pain Always listening to the cries There will always be less answers than questions I guess untill you hurt your heart , you dont learn the lessons [comments] => 1 [counter] => 96 [topic] => 21 [informant] => icekash [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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