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[sid] => 91892
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Devils Department
[time] => 2005-04-22 15:21:42
[hometext] => Yeah the title really doesnt have ne thing to do with the poem..its just what came to me..but thats not the main idea so ne way here it is
[bodytext] => It's as though I'm not living my life Everyday its the same pain and strife. I try to smile, but never will it last My pain is the future, mixed with the present and past. Is anyone there to save me? What do I have to do? This time isn't getting any better My pain will never be through. Picking up the pieces of my shattered soul on the ground I am gone, I'm lost, and no where to be found. I sleep away my worries to fight away the pain It's when I wake up that I have nothing left to gain. I'll walk past you and say hello my friend But little do you know I'm finished, this is my end. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 61 [informant] => caughtinadream [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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