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[sid] => 111241
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Crypt Key
[time] => 2005-12-10 14:24:41
[hometext] => I've finally noticed my soul turning.
[bodytext] => This is for me... Perhaps it's time for Dice to put out his light as the chadows roll over me Or will he fight? For he's smiled many times in a long while And though I've changed my style marching past a turnstile with sword in hand my own army and band I'm a soldier a beast of rhyme removed from a time that is sweeter and older for now I've grown bolder with SWP at my shoulder no longer the timid and freaky now a ragin anti-Caucasian(what have I become?) but still freaky and more spiteful than leaky my poetry has become floetry I'm infected by rap It's stagnant and malignant I'm sick wit it at that [comments] => 2 [counter] => 489 [topic] => 69 [informant] => lost_chadow [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => poets )
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