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[aid] => mick
[title] => unmarked graves
[time] => 2005-12-01 15:25:29
[hometext] => its a very deep poem with a diffrent flow comments welcome
[bodytext] => crest to crest we try our best to hold the hand of time but each day it fades away just left with a pocket of dimes hurt and sad we feel so mad at fate that society creates but in the end we all cane in with possessions to incriminate city streets the rhythmic beat trespassers of all kinds seeing the faces old and worn we wonder about our time lost flock at deaths door we knock the nature of our hearts but yearning we new all about always from the start unmarked graves of broken dreams the list to high to count fallen child ran the mile it caught with out a doubt tears you cry and people die this is all a thing called life your not the only one who has thought about the knife some have it easy some make it hard this is what we do then some of us live like we must the stuff we really go threw but what do you expect a home and a spouse millions in the bank feeling cozy life's a dream happy in your tank privacy and serrinity your face on every stand past white and out of shape just trying to get a tan spouse is a whore and your intern wants more but sex seemed just so right headline news live on cnn your family watches your maritial fight and in the end you start fresh again they took all you had listening to the city beats anger driving you mad lets all be true in what we do don't let the petty get in then in your end you can start again this time you will win [comments] => 3 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 13 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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