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[aid] => mick
[title] => 26/02/04 #1
[time] => 2004-02-26 09:08:49
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[bodytext] => you're my queen stab me lower no, lower it doesnt matter if you miss whats an extra fatal wound between lovers? ex-lovers? oh, is that why your nails are pressed sharply against my heart manipulating it controlling me just do it! twitch those icy smooth fingers in only the right way so that i make death by my own hand....enclosed in yours. The power to make me scream - with utter passion, - with wrinkled, restretched pain, is yours. stab me. if you do it quick, maybe i can pretend i dont remember and didnt notice. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lapse [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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