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[sid] => 107080
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => please dont recycle me
[time] => 2005-10-04 14:33:10
[hometext] => i really dont know to many hidden meanings to count
[bodytext] => so where is this brand new hit where is this new band to make a fit no new movie to shock the stage where is the book that we read every page recycle our world the old becomes new all built for a generation just like you this tv in front of me it talks to me selling me the world i never new so many things to make me feel so much taller then you so i try to run to much recycle in mind thats not all mine darkening my soul to much to hold is it time to fold these are my cards all jokers i see my hand is set to be free when this light shines that is in front of i it covers the shadow that is my eye it blinds my heart and covers my fears it tries to dry all my tears but this light wont shine to long we all the end game song [comments] => 2 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 13 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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