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[aid] => Mick
[title] => the toy
[time] => 2003-01-16 11:40:00
[hometext] => i think some pple can relate to this. BEING USED
thats what the poem is about [bodytext] => i was a toy before nothing but plastic and elastic to be pushed on the floor now i see the truth the lies in your eye's the fakeness of your smile there is no shame to you i didn't even have a name just a new toy but the toy is broken you have woken senses that shouldn't be now i see your game i'v been pushed too far the toy is no more i came alive [comments] => 4 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 21 [informant] => idiotbox [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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