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[bodytext] => Dont ask me the inprints and colours tell you just look closer and you'll see How the green eyed monster can turn into the red raged bull left me with the marks played mind games to the full How a cold cool tear can turn into a warm dark drip tried to run but he kept his grip How beaten to the limit can turn innocence to kill i pushed he fell and laid there still [comments] => 3 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 32 [informant] => bruised_angel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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