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[sid] => 11207
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Rumours
[time] => 2003-01-25 13:15:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Jagged like a weapon, it strikes without warning
The goddamn thing, it's left me in mourning It scarred me for life, talking doesn't relieve it It gathers strength as more people believe it If wounds could kill, I'd be dead A part inside me dies, with the words they said They molest my endurance and rape my will My reasoning says "***** it! now go and kill" What people don't care about is how I'm harmed Now they'll care, cause the weapon is armed Like a fighter, I'm on the attack They'll be sorry when the knife's in their back I asked myself as I stood amidst body parts Who will die next....when the next rumour starts written 1986 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Darkscorpio [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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