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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Own Disease
[time] => 2006-05-31 09:50:53
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[bodytext] => Things give me a bore I want something to fill in my core Everything I’ve done I already overcome Nothing to do Life sucks through & through Nothing to fore fill Nothing but time to kill Nothing to chill It’s all in my will Don’t want to express It’s not important to get off my chest Maybe it’s for the best I don’t want attention And deal with complications There is no determination I have eased the tensions As you can see I’m in grief I see no beauty It is my own disease [comments] => 1 [counter] => 257 [topic] => 13 [informant] => jim-torres [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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