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[aid] => mick
[title] => wounded
[time] => 2015-02-15 11:11:20
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[bodytext] => I'm too young to feel this old where the hell did my spirit go? My prides been shakin', dishonor has been placed how the hell can I save face? There's nothing left here for me but my sad, sad soul how the hell can my heart heal this woe? I want to grow and be set free how the hell can I make them all see? Leave this place and all of the lies how the hell am I supposed to say goodbye? Should I walk away from it all or should I be grateful for what I had and let myself fall? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 75 [informant] => FireStarter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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