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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mistaken for blind
[time] => 2005-06-29 09:08:43
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[bodytext] => There is something so wrong, That something is me, Although its quite plain, That I seek misery, And for feeling this happy, To feel sorrow feels glad, Because I seem to take pleasure, In all that is mad. Yes! Of course! Mistakes will be made, For me, at least thrice a year, And every time something happens, they just grow and invade, And the proof lies within each lonely tear. There is something wrong, With each day that I see, With each step brings illusion, So this can't be me? There is some-one so wrong, and that some-one is me, I am my own problem, Not at liberty to see. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 32 [informant] => KantKureLyfe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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