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[sid] => 165650
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Haunt.
[time] => 2011-04-03 21:10:53
[hometext] => Comment?
[bodytext] => Dying isn't an option, at least that's what they say, And yet I wonder if you'd be bothered as I slowly rot and decay. Until then I sit and ponder where I should really be, In the hospital or six feet under, it's clear that home is not the place for me. This is all your fault, You've really done it now. They all want me to be happy, but how? Tell me how. Just up my medication, and we'll hope for the best, But in the end, you're the only thing that could stop this pain in my chest. I hope you're happy dear, I really, truly do, Because lord knows when I die, I plan on haunting you. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 22 [informant] => marlenarawrxd [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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