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[aid] => mick
[title] => Pillowcase Of Regrets
[time] => 2005-01-08 23:11:25
[hometext] => ~suffers' gather the innocense swept away by time, living is what is left beyond. No one needs to know from where you come or to where you go, take up your courage and conquer. Passion is the key to strength~
[bodytext] => mark my words, "this is the last time" your fury, unrelentless i always give in not this time i'm done, i've had enough more than my fair share of you your hand in my hair gentle at first always increasing tugging pulling like you own me your not so subtle jealousy holding my arm too tight bruises, scars all in the name of love i let you "this is the last time" let me go, i'm through with you you push your way inside of me i'm screaming uselessly i fall in your arms like always i am yours tearstained pillowcases tumbling in the wash again no one will know your face on all the windows pressing me down into the comfort of our love holding me smothering me i'm always screaming you're always deaf "this is the last time" the door closes behind me i turn my always to the ground this reflection is who i won't be your sorry scars your sick infidelity this was your last time kiss me good-bye bid me well i'm gone where i turn up next no one knows no one ever knows my pillowcase of regret [comments] => 4 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 55 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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