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[aid] => mick
[title] => Longshot
[time] => 2004-02-15 04:01:51
[hometext] => The title should read
[bodytext] => I have loved now many times, But noone has found me, More than just a fleeting fool, Of wasted flattery. When I give myself to love, I am bound to it forever, But love,it is a fickle thing, That changes like the weather. Often times the fault was mine, For I failed to show, The love and tenderness I should, And that is why love would go. So,mabey if I show her, With each new dawning day, How much that I care for her, Then mabey she will stay. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 2 [informant] => slayer_015 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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