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[aid] => Mick
[title] => (edited) you all!
[time] => 2003-03-24 01:45:00
[hometext] => Don't ask me, you should know by now, it's been good times and bad!
[bodytext] => When I was left dying,
The masses were crying, And no-one knew How to love anymore. The moment was instant. The Pain quickly stopped, When a body's no soul, The corpse quickly rots. The Pyre was built high, The flames quickly burned, When the fun was all over, The crowds heads all turned, Who laughed when I Cried? Who Laughed when I Died? I Promised to haunt them They thought that I Lied! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 13 [informant] => justlearning69 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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