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[sid] => 166683
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Return Crescendo
[time] => 2011-07-04 18:34:37
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[bodytext] => Since you've been gone I just sit around trying to figure out just what it is I am gonna do, since I put you down I'm off balanced and always thinking about you. I sit and think about doing some things that I never thought I would, with you not around I'm manically depressed and oh so blue. I hear you knockin at the back door and I'm gonna open it up cause you got what I want and I need more, it's not what I should do but I can't live without you. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 66 [informant] => unknown_utopia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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