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[sid] => 13365
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Signed the line
[time] => 2003-02-26 15:37:51
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Sometimes it feels like I am lost
in somplace that I don't know. It makes me wonder what my soul cost and where'd the money go. I thought I sold my soul before sometime in the past. I always thought that I'd get more it sure didn't last. I take a look back on that day that I sealed my fate. I wish that it was hard to say that I want a rebate. But now the time for me has come and I can't take it back. There's no where left for me to run SATAN doesn't slack. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 36 [informant] => SuicidalSon [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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