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[aid] => mick
[title] => what it'd take
[time] => 2005-06-18 16:32:49
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[bodytext] => as the days are passing these regrets are lasting and its so hard sometimes, the way you see my face. smiling and proud... when this happiness is just not my place. four pills fall down the drain another empty bottle spills that leave these stains. a knock at my door. and i pretend im not home. sometimes its so hard the way you see me so alone.... smiling and proud.. when really all this time, i just need. y o u . itd take five hundred red roses and a bottle of wine to tell you my story .... and keep you as mine. so i'll save myself the pain of lieing to remove the stain. and tell you. itd take. another 5 pills to relieve this pain one more bottle and one more stain. cuts that leave no scars. there only in my .. heart. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 478 [topic] => 22 [informant] => bttrflynajar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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