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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Abandoned Lights
[time] => 2010-01-19 20:58:22
[hometext] => I doun't even understand it...sometimes
[bodytext] => We all have a habit that others frown upon, weather drugs, alcohol, sex, or any other. The reason is very simple; it puts our teeth over the edge, feeling we are living life to the fullest. Either leading by example, to live a life if inspirational fear, Or the few followers of words, not actions. I know you by sight, for we are the worst kind, with no help near. We get our sinful joy out of the disillusion of insight. Strategically placed as that: school teacher, banker, help line operator, or anything dear to the rest of society. We gain while others spin out of control, helplessly walking in to our web of melancholy. We are known as the abandoned lights. We light the halls for only our self’s, not as a group, but as sadistic serial killers. Only a noose can know are pain, that last note tells nothing but lies. None of us have a choice, all we can do is act on how we feel, for instance: I am not sad, but very contempt, we are all know as the abandoned lights. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 64 [informant] => b_lee [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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