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[bodytext] => So what is the excuse this time Look me straight in the eye And talk to me Let me in Or out Just don’t tell me a lie Make it quick and to the point No need to hassle With diplomacy Take no concern of how this effect you Or me Make no mention Of feeling sorry Or guilty Or tell me How you wish it could be Peaceful and resting Like the quite days of the cemetery Wind throwing Nimble blowing Down on the old oak tree The leaves that dropped Tore destiny apart And suddenly I find myself feeling free __________________________________ _______________________________________ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 16 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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