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[sid] => 9438
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => medicated
[time] => 2002-12-30 02:00:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => quit asking me to solve it all
i can't find anything else to fix there was never anything wrong dont ask me to breathe again im drowning in myself, falling in it all stop asking me im not that strong new days apathy has struck again sickened strength , rotting lungs medicate me because yesterdays gone i've lost all presence let me feed off your essence theres no substance behind meaning tell me that you can feel what i've been feeling the sound medicates me , is that so wrong? we've been standing still for so long ill take this breath and let my lungs rot away but just dont ask me again new days apathy has struck again passing strength, and rotting lungs medicate me because i felt yesterday leave the sounds leading to the obvious your hands lend me a new drug my breath ends the infinite. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 25 [informant] => fallensilence [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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