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[sid] => 41212
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Reality
[time] => 2004-03-31 21:57:50
[hometext] => please leave a comment
[bodytext] => sitting here in a dark corner seems like each day it gets harder i'm so sick of being a hider i'm so sick of the torchure these things i call thoughts seem to get louder as the nights get colder,the days get longer with each passing day i'm getting older heres my shoulder each morning i wake up,i should get a reality check,the way i thought we were the couple of the century,you need a reality check the way you played me all the things we laugh about,all the things i can't get out of my head all the nights i spent lonely in this bed wondering about what we once had i can't stop,i can't be stopped,i'll never be stopped,not even the strong winds,forever i'll be stuck like this,theres so many things left for me to learn,like you can't hold something in your hands and not ever understand each morning i wake up,i should get a reality check,the way i thought we were the couple of the century,you need a reality check the way you played me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 21 [informant] => cheech [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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