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[aid] => mick
[title] => what love does
[time] => 2011-10-31 13:22:10
[hometext] => a silly drunken boy
[bodytext] => what became of the heart she slain together torn apart wandering street to empty street eyes weary as his feet the mist on lit window shy seemed to meet mood and eye it was too early yet to cry so he sits by a worn river bay words like winter stung the day it wasnt cold but he felt a shiver no words left to say seemed empty now he wondered how the girl of love left it seemed like theft reaching for another can playful birds dance above torn clothes pale and wan night opened from a glove he was looking for a fight through drunken sight hazed and battered out of mind frail a train rustled and let a shine glittering like the dank razor he felt something strange as death blood dripping from a blazer heavy stinking breath the blood on his knuckles were not his in the morning light woken dazed and scared in fright he bolted from the wooded nest grazed and pattered chest tight greasy hear unclean he did his best he met the crowd a 2 to the street he bolted despite what he knew he faltered and clutched his phone in despair to a text saying she loved in care [comments] => 0 [counter] => 98 [topic] => 75 [informant] => fortunesdancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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