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[aid] => mick
[title] => best friends means nothing
[time] => 2005-09-20 19:30:36
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[bodytext] => You used to always tell me how it felt When there was nothing else that mattered But being with that person Who was just as fuced as you And who said all the wrong things And would out their anger With a pen and speaker And we would always laugh That kind of nervous laugh and turn the volume Up until our heart beats would race it You would have a shouting match with Anthony Green And those hair ties would finally break the skin Well those days were forever ago And Anthony Green's voice never sounds the same without yours Even at shows my heart beat never gets that fast as it did those nights. I'm begining to believe that there is no such thing as best friends. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 426 [topic] => 16 [informant] => xbleedingheart [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FriendshipPoetry )
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