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[sid] => 99033
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Nightsong
[time] => 2005-06-23 00:01:22
[hometext] => another poem i did on a whim.
[bodytext] => It's really nighttime, but it feels like day In that hyped-up, stressful, dramamine way. It's nothing of my body's doing; only of my mind And it's spinning slowly out of control, wih my finger on rewind. Wishing I could take it back, erase the things I've done I know I'll never be the same, I'm always on the run. But it's nights like these I love myself with a .44 caliber gun. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 36 [informant] => jogaxchild [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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