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[aid] => mick
[title] => Waste
[time] => 2005-06-21 17:42:56
[hometext] => Eh...
[bodytext] => the open wounds of us two warriors the battle scars on the fighters we are we stare and we laugh and always come back for more. and we wipe our pouring guts, with our dripping bloody handkerchiefs Old age lines our once pretty faces, and we cry from laughing so hard. You're missing a leg, and me an eye, We know exactly We'll never die. And in the end, And in our deaths, We'll grin at the living, who waste away so pitifully, squandering their lives, on things that will never matter, on things that no one will care to remember. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 21 [informant] => AssassinatorGirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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