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[aid] => mick
[title] => logically dissasembled
[time] => 2010-01-19 12:33:59
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[bodytext] => Segments of myself skip through awakenings anthem hall Hollow holsters dreading this kiss of your smoking gun Why is everyone I know straying from the beaten path less traveled The highway is always in view and I guess it reaches the same destination But as my father always said the journey is reward R.i.p. by the way And never have I thought sheep were appealing Neither was the wolf Never run in packs Don’t count eggs before they hatch Keep your money in the mattress Right next to your book of magic Tricks of the trade Too tired to tell I let my dreams leak into the brain (cell) Now im ready to charge the morgue with both Burners to light a fire under the asses Of all the stiffs who don’t clap and back pat When I peel apart ribs Do I seem a little bit tempestuous? Forgot my pitfall this bull has left the pit To scratch the itch and rip the tic And swallow the mouthful I just vomited [comments] => 1 [counter] => 252 [topic] => 6 [informant] => simonwrite [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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