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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Good Times
[time] => 2002-12-01 02:00:00
[hometext] => I wrote this poem, because poetry is my escape, my way of expressing my feelings. A lot has been on my mind, here's a brief way of one of those things.
[bodytext] => The Good Times.
We had our nights, We had our fun, We had our fights, And now it's all done. Out the window, It will fly. Nothing to show, No reason to cry. Like nothing happened, It is all just gone. Our love just flattened, What went wrong? You may not care, But I still may. Something you share, Is special everyday. Even when you left it, It still had it's meaning. Just because you quit, Doesn't kill the feeling. So what made you let go, What did I do? Did I not even show, How much I loved you. I guess it doesn't matter, What's done is now in the past. I can't become any sadder, Not all good things always last. ~Chris M. Blinn~ 11/25/02 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 43 [informant] => tvs_catcher_5 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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