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[title] => Words
[time] => 2005-03-06 21:12:17
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[bodytext] => The world is cold, my words are bold, as I say whats on my mind, my heart is greaving, these words are leaving, my mouth at a pace, that won't slow down with time, Though i know I'll regret them, and the pain that they cause, I do not try and stop them, or hold them back, I just let the words go, with all the fearry i have. Then ashamed of my words, and the guilt that i feel, wanting to be forgiving, but not wanting to except what is real, or admite i was wrong, I live with my sins, and hope that if i forget them, they will be just as good as gone... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 43 [informant] => nobrainer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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