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[sid] => 14184
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Textile Girl
[time] => 2003-03-13 00:00:00
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[bodytext] => At first a solitary stitch is torn,
The shining material needle reborn. A patch-work quilt that's almost broken, Our fraying love, literally unspoken. We fooled each other with weak white thread, Our material stained with wild-cherry red. Stained with embarrassment, marked with guilt, Pulling apart this life we have built. By stitching myself to material you, With second-hand thread and non-stick glue, We've devalued our quilt, its started to fray, We tear our material by walking away. Put a hammer in our sowing machine, Leave us wondering what might have been. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Amoeba [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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