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[aid] => mick
[title] => Jack Frost
[time] => 2011-12-02 02:17:40
[hometext] => pretty basic, for me, but written whilst more upset than I feel like I have ever been.... this comes from the most painful places.
[bodytext] => I watch the world get smaller
the people leave me,
one by one;
this winter is getting longer,
I pray for warmth,
I need the sun.
I watch the world retreating
they turn their backs
they flee, they run,
I plead with them to love me.
I pray for a friend,
...please, just one.
I'm colder by the moment,
I need a shoulder,
someone to cry on
but through my Jack Frost window,
the world is empty,
the people, gone.
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[informant] => lostinmyself
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[topicname] => selfstruggles
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