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[aid] => mick
[title] => EXCLUSION
[time] => 2009-06-18 02:38:07
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[bodytext] => HERE I AM, A WEED AMONG ROSES GALORE STICKING OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB THINKING, "WHAT THE HELL AM I HERE FOR?" THE ROSES THEY STAND TALL AND REFINED WHILE I'M STRUGGLING TO FIT IN HOPING AGAINST HOPE THERE'S MORE OF MY KIND. BUT THE ROSES THEY SENSE SOMETHING DIFFERENT IN ME SO THEY GROUP TOGETHER AND THEY TALK AMONGST THEMSELVES AND THEY LET ME BE. I WILT, TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY UGLY FACE WHILE DAY AFTER DAY THEY WATCH ME WITH DISGUST DYING, ALL I SEE IS A ROSE BUD POISED TO TAKE MY PLACE [comments] => 1 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 61 [informant] => JAMIEAG27 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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