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[aid] => mick
[title] => they say its a chemical imbalance
[time] => 2005-04-05 21:34:21
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[bodytext] => Ripping at my hair i try to grab at the figment that haunts me i try to shed the thoughts but they're too strong to overbear lowering my swollen hands i can't realize whats around me it's foreign i'm alone and i cant feel anything the world waves me goodbye as i drift into my world of nothingless i feel no pain i hear no cries i shall drown into my sea of darkened dreams and it will be as if i never was show me nothing of the true life i lead for i long to let that path be covered by leaves this escape is the sad way out all i know and all i see. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 13 [informant] => TOBY [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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