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[aid] => mick
[title] => Bite It
[time] => 2004-08-26 10:54:49
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[bodytext] => You torment me like there’s nothing wrong with you But you don’t understand On the inside we bleed the same colored blood Because you’re no different from me You look at my semblance And laugh at me I look like I shrug it off, like nothing happened But behind these clothes, Is something you don’t see. You don’t see all the scars on me Before the day I die, you will eat what you have done Beware, of my bullets, they come from a gun. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 6 [informant] => TheRavenousOne [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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