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[sid] => 18523
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => My Angel
[time] => 2003-06-04 05:05:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I had it made, life was all good until I moved into the hood all a nigga had was his drugs his guns and his thugs I didn’t want to be like everyone else, you see and end up dead like Chelsea I know she’s gone to a better place but just one more time I wanna see her face I didn’t see and open door so I thought my only choice was to become a whore that is until he came along and showed me there’s more to life than weed and a bong before he showed up I was thinking about suicide if god hadn’t of sent him I would of died I was hanging on life by just one limb until he turned my life around, so my angel I’ll call him [comments] => 0 [counter] => 232 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Britt [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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