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[sid] => 185599
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Yearning to Burn
[time] => 2018-11-12 21:06:52
[hometext] => How Odd that we keep going back for more.
[bodytext] => It seems to me to some degree that love is an illusion. The banquet ends, still I pretend – cling fierce to my delusion. Friends move on when love has gone; But I spend precious time; Sifting through the leftovers, revisiting the crime. Denial to recoverys a lonely, painful mending. Trapped inside the vacuum of my stolen happy ending. We know the sound of being found by make-believe escape. Yet heed the call, and one and all, stay at the ball too late. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 89 [topic] => 48 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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