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[aid] => mick
[title] => Float
[time] => 2005-04-19 22:03:55
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[bodytext] => From the top of the highest mountain, To the bottom of the sea, It doesn’t matter what you say you are, You are what you will be. You’re just a poser, Making up your lines, You’ll wear this mask all your days, Lying in wait for a “great time,” And they’ll never really know what you are. The only things these people know is the gossip, And it hasn’t missed you by far. Dirty bubble, Cast yourself behind me! You’ve rusted away your locks, You’re a waste of time and you’re running free, And I surely wish you’d pop. All the nice people have been taken now, Or just maybe so it seems. Or maybe it’s just not my time, Or maybe they just don’t like ME. Either way there is always hope, I’ll never let that go. There’s no need to rush this. Just take off the mask and float. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Red_Silo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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