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[sid] => 96184
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Paintball
[time] => 2005-05-29 16:34:33
[hometext] => Painting Balls--I went for the first time today :)
[bodytext] => She ties me up, To a wooden cross, and strips me down, She knows my loss. Purple, Red, and White, Painted welts and flesh Pretty little fight My skin turns into mesh. I couldn't wait, Just to be shot. I know the pain, I liked a lot. Now that I'm back, Poke my shots, I see fun lacks, Without the cracks. Skin break open wide, and when I look inside, to see skin grow up, and to home we ride, I show it off, I cannot stop, I want to share it with all my friends, and everyone around me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 265 [topic] => 13 [informant] => AssassinatorGirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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