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[title] => Tendency
[time] => 2005-03-06 11:38:43
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[bodytext] => Tendencies to be obsessive over things unknown Fixated on things not shown Learning which way the wind has blown I’m still talking to you even when you’re gone These self-absorbed wounds heal fast Maybe one day the memory will pass Tragically bashing fists into broken glass Drinking wine from a broken flask Over ruling the assigned task It seems this love is all no more With your back turned you’re showed the door The life we hold is just a mere metaphor We will all fight but only one will win this war [comments] => 1 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Bones [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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