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[aid] => mick
[title] => Faded
[time] => 2004-04-27 15:45:08
[hometext] => This poem is based on personal expierences
[bodytext] => I looked into the mirror what did I see? I seen a girl but she isnt me. Her eyes are colder than the night. Only when she smiles is it ever bright. She looked up at the sky what did she see? She seen the stars brighter than she. She yelled out I wish I was dead but a tear she never shed. Never did she want to stay Never did she want the light of day Hear me out she would say All I want to do is live if I may? [comments] => 5 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 13 [informant] => MysticFireFairy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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