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[sid] => 178738
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Place Even I should Not go
[time] => 2014-07-07 20:01:12
[hometext] => It's probably just the damn rain.
[bodytext] => For whom do I write? It should be for me. Is it then truly, or I am pretending, embracing, again falsity? I'm a tired subject- this glass I am under, the lens of myself so focused it plunders. What is left? My soul's been laid bare. How much of my stores on shelves left to share? I'm digging deep now; the shovel is dirty, heaving and sweating- this thing that I am. The bottom of me, a place not meant for eyes, creepy and crawly, so heavy I sigh. I've shown my face- the one everyone sees, I've even gone deeper, I'm down on my knees. The place that is left- no one should know, a place even I, Even I, should not go. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 75 [informant] => invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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