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[sid] => 80882
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Girl
[time] => 2005-01-21 16:51:08
[hometext] => I think you'll be able to understand the sadness in this poem...i sure did...
[bodytext] => The girl stood not feeling the cold, or the warmth She couldn't tell whether it was light or whether night had come early that day She couldn't see the figures running towards her trying to touch her She didn't feel the strange vibe from her fellow class mates She didn't realise that the rain on her face,that day was mixed with tears and blood The day the person that she had ever shown her true self to was shot The girl stood not feeling the cold, or the warmth The girl stood alone... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Dying_Angel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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