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[aid] => mick
[title] => Shots of Vodka
[time] => 2005-03-10 16:03:09
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[bodytext] => Try to be something decent, trying to be something Looking through me with those big black eyes because you know you are You are desiring something more decent than I ever was or could be (professional alcoholic, pill-popper, whatever numbs my soul) Where do you run to when you're not with me? Where do you hide when you're pretending you don't know me? All I see around me are great big falling stars Alone again I'm hiding, taking shots of vodka in my car Screw it... I close my eyes so I don't have to see the type of woman you desire is much more sober than me (beige slacks and always reliable and agrees with the rules) Being what you are, I guess it's all fine and well You're the star but I'm in hell Even when i have not enough to be drunk I try not to remember that you're the one I want (dominate with lover-comfort crashing through the walls) [comments] => 0 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Red_October [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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