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[sid] => 49708
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Reminiscence of a Thing Called Love
[time] => 2004-05-30 10:45:04
[hometext] => i can remember...
[bodytext] => I can remember... Flowers raining from the sky And I can remember... Words cutting at me like wind Everything you said, always stuck with me 'S'all outta fashion... Everything that I had felt 'S'reached expiration... Everything that once was true Everything that was there, has now been faded While I'm thinking, I am turning to dust While I'm dreaming, I am turning to dust We are turning to dust... I can remember... Being bound to strings of white Laughing and smiling, latched to the man wearing red Everything we watched, was a night to 'member As I'm thinking, I am turning to ash As I'm dreaming, I am turning to ash We are turning to ash... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 43 [informant] => ThePumpkinKing [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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