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[aid] => mick
[title] => Festering within
[time] => 2005-05-02 03:54:40
[hometext] => this poem is about my own private sickness...
[bodytext] => “She’s so happy” they all them seem to chant everyday What a lie knowing nothing of the pain I cannot say Yes I put on a front everything is so damn swell Why can’t I just die just send me straight to hell You can look at me but no person could ever truly see The dark despair that festers away inside of me It’s a silent disease one that I cannot rid Free me from the suffering is everything I bid All consuming while on my heart it eats and feeds Turning into madness with a soul that privately bleeds [comments] => 4 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 48 [informant] => pUnKa_RaCh [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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