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[sid] => 4799
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Tired
[time] => 2002-10-09 07:00:00
[hometext] => It's kinda rambling ... don't even know what to classify it under.
[bodytext] => In the past, I've bared my soul to you
Laid my heart at your door You chewed it up, spit it out and then had the balls to ask me for more. Cruel words often burn in my head Cry me a tear which hasn't been shed Blame and bitter accusations are better left unsaid. The truth is something from which we try to hide Better batten down the hatches It's going to be a long and bumpy ride. So tired of it all, into the mirror I sit and stare We all have our own private demons We all have our crosses to bare. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Tanna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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