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[aid] => mick
[title] => Where is Sanctuary?
[time] => 2011-01-04 04:14:53
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => The darkness is blinding, so tightly shut are my eyes. Too many call it disturbed, but I cant hide from these cries. The loitering is exhausting, so run, do I, and never look back. The only thing I regret are the angelic wings that I lack The cold is stifling, like the space between your lungs. Still you try to get to a higher place. Your ladder is missing its rungs The sight of red is calming, a colour you unknowingly adore. Behind your back, I find sanctuary to paint with a few permanent scores. Six feet under I fly. A dream I hold too tight. A dream to conquer the impossible. A dream to be out of sight [comments] => 0 [counter] => 88 [topic] => 36 [informant] => JJAA_91 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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