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[title] => Deep Pool
[time] => 2004-05-20 23:44:29
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[bodytext] => I watch in fascination as the blood on my hands falls and forms a pool, i had to make a stand and do things i thought i'd never do. Null and void silently fighting demons of doubt fires of hell burning me making it hard to keep my kool, can't trust no one so i don't talk even when i want to. What is the reason i don't understand why i am forced to do the things i thought i would never do, i had to make a stand now the blood runs and forms a pool. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 61 [informant] => secretwind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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