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[sid] => 21111
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => are you?
[time] => 2003-07-28 00:35:00
[hometext] => I dont like yall much. . .... .
[bodytext] => Damn, how can you tell you tell me "it will be edited", this is my life, my words, my freedom, my surge, my right to say things you might not like, it is mine to do what i please, my grammer sucks im sorry, but look i seriously dont need this ill publish a book, one day you will know what it is to be me, to stand on the side waitin, debatin' whether or not, i should die, should i cry?, no i beleive that this might, get me through, you cant tell me what to do, alot of anger inside, deprived of everything you have im sure, how can this be a poet so pure, never say "will be edited" to robert frost or poe, without it bein my way. .. . you will never know, i suppose it is your duty to correct my wrongs, but you cant change the words to a classic song, if you must, tread upon my words, with no care, but walk in my shoes.. .i'll meet you there, anywhere is cool a fool to tell me my poetry is wrong, ***** you. .. you know nothin bout me, you see if you say we can speak then let us speak out loud, if you say we can sing let us rock the crowd, edit my ***** i really dont care.... people know what im sayin, i aint goin nowhere, im here to stay, i will be made known, im in my zone, my world, with my poems, my ink, let this sink in your head, as i sit and watch.. . i wanna hear your comments.. .. from such and such.. . talk bad bout me it dont matter no more, im stuck in this ***** state i cant find the door, i need to rid this disease, formally known as "you", i dont like you much you dont have to like me, i have hard times but you'll never find me on my knees, please, please take time out of your day, to listin to my words, i hope and pray, for someone to hear me and understand. .. i can, i am that man, that man my father never was, you dont know, leavin my mother for some silly ho, never in your life could you fathom how i feel, cause i say what i think, i know im real.. . are you? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 234 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Nate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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