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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Hand Away
[time] => 2003-12-22 16:58:54
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[bodytext] => My heart weeps like a willow tree. Having something i cant have. Loving someone i cant love. I cry out in anger and sorrow. It is not the rain, Just the tears from those that are forgotten. Living a life of drama and isolation. Things will change they say, But how could you be so sure. Time is of our own. We do what we want with it, Whether it is used wisely, Or taken advantage of. We live our own lives, And do our own things. The world, My world, Seems to be coming to an end. But everything happens for a reason. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 319 [topic] => 33 [informant] => TamTam [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
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