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[title] => Morrisey
[time] => 2005-01-25 22:05:53
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[bodytext] => Please forgive me this time, the salt in my mouth drys out my ambitions. I could hold you I'm sure. I don't think I can endure the pleasure. It's a strain. It's a cancer. It's starting to hurt. To think, that this scar peels back. From first to last, *yayayaya i love them* and back again A flaw on your personality. I cover up the cuts, and the grasp you held onto to the past. Why did you go deeper? One emotional drop, and you died. I beg you for forgiveness. I shouldn't have told you goodbye... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Sirena_Degana [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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