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[aid] => mick
[title] => is it over yet
[time] => 2004-11-02 18:25:49
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[bodytext] => Waking everyday to the bleak and the torment. I walk to hear your voice say, I am nothing, not normal... I go to your eyes and they don't even care, They don't see I've been crying, They don't see I've been dying. I wake to this dream, this dream of perfection. To be you, to be me, to be happy as me, to be you and be sad. And I go to my evil and I sit down and dine. I'm faced with these demons day after day. The same old thing, the same routine. Maybe tomorrow I wont wake once at all. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => surge_joebot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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