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[title] => Cookie Cutter
[time] => 2010-05-06 18:41:31
[hometext] => (about a boy) ask me if you have any questions. please comment!
[bodytext] => Take me to the river, and make me clean again it smells of gasoline and lead the drumming in my head It takes a while to grow anything and I wonder if i could.. save you for later if I said that I loved you, Can i keep you? I can't say that I'll wait for you I can't say anything Don't speak, It takes a while I could tell by the way you looked at me, that it was time to go My lights to faint to hold back all my dark. A few times I could see the fire in your eyes I guess we all could really use a wish right now Your breath I breathed every day stale in my lungs It takes a while to grow anything I told you things. a lot of me right into your hands I opened up for you I haven't done that for anybody in so long Do you think I deserve better than what you did? And I wonder if I could.. save you for later If I said that I hate you, Could I keep you? There's a drumming in my head, it starts when your around, I wish you could hear it It makes such an almighty sound Yeah the sound of your passion snapping It throws me to the ground. Damn, thought I had something to say but I forgot. Funny how, I thought that I was the one who was lucky. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 73 [topic] => 73 [informant] => charminglyawkward [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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