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[aid] => mick
[title] => Molotov Cocktails
[time] => 2004-07-03 01:45:07
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[bodytext] => Explosions in my face and in my ears Reality is incinerated As my thoughts suddenly don't mean a thing And everyone elses try and shape me People trying to pick a rose for me But to pick a rose you must plant the seed Explosions in my heart and in my mind Everything now is un-situated Clarity for me is, oh, so easy But you all still seem to doubt what I say Whenever I say no seeds are blooming 'Cause for seeds to bloom it takes more than one Explosions are here, proportion is gone [comments] => 2 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 61 [informant] => ThePumpkinKing [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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