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[aid] => mick
[title] => Weary Soul
[time] => 2004-12-01 07:42:09
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[bodytext] => Though I try I cannot speak
For in your presence I am weak
I search for words I cannot find
It seems as though I’ve lost my mind
I feel the shame I cannot bear
As I am trapped beneath your stare
Your eyes see deep within my heart
I feel you rip my soul apart
The darkness surges through my veins
As I still wear your hellish reigns
You act as if I’m just a toy
Convincing me I must destroy
My life pours out like desert sands
While I am gripped inside your hands
There’s nothing I can say or do
I’ll never get away from you
Yet still I try and still I fight
Ever searching for the light
I’d dare to say that I am blessed
If I could simply find some rest
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[informant] => MasterWeasel
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