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[sid] => 98361
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => No.2
[time] => 2005-06-17 08:02:43
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Always a race between you and me I wonder why you can't let it be It's always you, you, you Then followed by me, me, me I don't understand the gestures of your hands You're always the first with those trends Parents love the ever-so-cute girl which totally outshines me Whom always come across queer In the darkness When I can't find the light There's always a sacarsm That spins like thread of words to taunt my plight Am I blind To wish I were you Or I guess I must admit I'll always be no.2 [comments] => 0 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 23 [informant] => glassicallyunsuperficial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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