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[aid] => mick
[title] => Dusk
[time] => 2004-10-15 16:27:46
[hometext] => been awhile
[bodytext] => I hate the sun. 'Cause when it sets and the day is done I know you'll go with it. No rope could tie you down, no seringe could bring you 'round, and as I saw you oh so high, I knew all you wanted was to fly. I hate the sun. 'Cause when it sets and the nights begun, I don't know where you'll be. Smiling happy at untold strangers vaguely happy, vaguely aware, of the vomit in your hair, how blank, your stare, your mind, your soul, you're outta control, you have no contol. I thought you were just having fun, but as time goes by, and I see what you've done, I cry to the sky, I hate the sun. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 66 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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