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[sid] => 45071
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Note To Mrs. Spence.
[time] => 2004-04-27 12:52:58
[hometext] => She's my head of year. i just wanted her to under-stand me. i can't talk about it, so i wrote a note. well here it is. please comment even if you don't feel the same as me inside.
[bodytext] => Sadness consumes me, Into a great mass of destruction. Until the point where I flame to anger. Then people start for the reaction, And I blow, with great eruption! Through-out the months building up, I write my inside picture. But when more poison is brought forth, I get broken, into a, swelling mixture. Then it flows out of me, My, ‘burning, eye, acid’. It leaves my vision blurred, With cloudy, flowing, liquid. I’d be wrong to lie, I’m so ***** scared! I’m drifting in emotion, So under-prepared! So what happens next? I don’t know! I ain’t some fortune teller. And that you should know! I don't start for no reason. I always try to hold it in. Frustration is my curse, But don’t act like its some ***** sin!!! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 21 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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