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[sid] => 74360
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Illusions
[time] => 2004-12-04 04:27:19
[hometext] => I know who I am and I'm ok with that.
[bodytext] => All the life that lives inside does not amount to much. When all I've ever dreamed about was just to feel your touch. I've lain awake so many night with only thoughts of you. Praying upon the midnight stars that all my dreams come true. It was in the wee morning hours that this single thought came to be; In order to be happy with you I must be content with me. So I'll put aside my feelings and all my thoughts of you, To deal with all my problems so we can see this through. Now as I deal with all my pain I have finally come to see, That I am happy with myself and you're not meant for me. It was in the wee morning hours that this single thought came to me; and the midnight stars did grant my wish, to exist and just be free. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Broken_Wingz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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