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[aid] => mick
[title] => fed up
[time] => 2012-04-07 18:04:39
[hometext] => just fed up
[bodytext] => If you know me I’m a bit buzzed tonight, hit the bottom of another bottle, looking for another fight. Forced to hold the hand that I was dealt, knowing the other players are holding the cards I wish I could have held. You are gone, she is gone, I am here alone. Don’t worry though, I stand with no fear, no tears, I fight, my heart made of stone, and when I wake up every day, I know I’ll be stronger than the day before, ready to take on anything that the game has in store. Thinking about the issues that are putting stress in my life, why oh why did I have to go and roll the dice, this ***** is making me sick to the point I feel I’m gonna vomit, the only thing calming me down is that warm liquor hitting my stomach. A battle my organs will lose if I don’t choose to quit but damn oh god man does it scratch my itch. Ive always had dreams of doing it big and getting rich, look at me now, I have a criminal record, no money, everything but a small d***! But thank god there’s this little voice inside, tells me to keep fighting, don’t bail, life is like that roller coaster ride, there’s ups and downs twists and turns, sometimes you throw up and sometimes it’s a blur but after all those ups and downs there’s a smooth end, you can unbuckle your seat and rest in peace. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 63 [informant] => wild_west_madness [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => hbadday )
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