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[aid] => mick
[title] => ANGUISH
[time] => 2010-12-24 23:24:49
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[bodytext] => Standing outside the cemetary gates, It all seems so surreal,Thinking of the twisted strands of fate, Now, because of me, She can't feel, As it nears the end of the wake, I walk to the casket and kneel, Remembering all the parties at the lake, And all the drugs we'd deal, Never realizing what was at stake, Just trying to keep it real, Thoughts of her will always ache, As I wear these bracelets made of steel. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 13 [informant] => poppachops [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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