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[sid] => 26931
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[aid] => mick
[title] => IntroVenemous
[time] => 2003-11-12 10:06:37
[hometext] => Everything can mean something even if it's not apparent.
[bodytext] => It's like I died every time you lied. A good thousand deaths Now back to my head an eternity has passed. I'd done myself in must have been your last. I've picked up the pieces again though all in the past. Shattered and torn still standing my ground Screaming it's nothing to me at the top of my lungs. Just one more moment I know it it's back now. Stop for a second time to gather my words. Down on one knee I played the fool. Standing up all the way and I'm bareing my teeth. Showing the world that I''d burn it all down if I thought for one moment that it'd get in my way. I moved on that day, that day that was so long ago. Back when I was still just a boy. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 43 [informant] => cobalt [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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