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[aid] => mick
[title] => False Positive
[time] => 2005-07-23 21:18:18
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[bodytext] => Adding insult to my wounds Tucked under eyelids Salt poured in autonomous silence Tonsils ripped like chords to a shred The snap of fingers demands respect And so received revenge he will get Practice futility And embrace the utility of your mind The trance that inflicts the prophesies of your faithful kind Linguistic logic says A metaphor on to itself is dead A mirror image of exactly what was previously said Interpreted by the eyeball Processing things of relevant consequence Avoiding a false positive negating the hypothesis A heap of heavens gold Sits like a plethora of the life force Giving credence to the struggle and the bearable cost Take away all of it The uses for semantics are faint and scarce Like the romantics in love who never bother to care In keeping with your unique self And in realizing your potential and true self worth A hint of positive in a false negative world -LAN- [comments] => 2 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Lancaster [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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