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[sid] => 47756
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[aid] => mick
[title] => DNR
[time] => 2004-05-16 12:36:37
[hometext] => I'm the author, so you comment me :p
[bodytext] => DNR Death smelt so nice Like vanilla of my ice I'm like a smoke of cigarette You turned me on setting me on fire Then you breathed me deeply in And choked me out Before I could suffocate you I'm on an overdose And it's impossible to achieve All I supposed Getting a sense is a kind of hard But you lose it like an old part Which you hate to go on to play So dry it up and say Do not resuscitate [comments] => 1 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 13 [informant] => jeanie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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