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[sid] => 175922
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Donīt cry
[time] => 2013-05-02 05:17:45
[hometext] => A poem about my eating disorder
[bodytext] => Iīm blind,
Itīs unkind,
I have nothing on my mind,
When I leave it all behind,
Donīt cry.
Iīm unclean,
Itīs mean,
I have nowhere I can lean,
My grass is never green,
But dont cry.
I donīt care,
Is it fair?
That Iīm here,
I had my scare,
And I wonīt cry.
[comments] => 1
[counter] => 148
[topic] => 13
[informant] => Helenesovig
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 0
[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => DarkPoetry
)
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