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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Thinking
[time] => 2002-11-21 08:20:00
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[bodytext] => Moonless night
Sit - Stare at the wall It doesn’t look back Drifting downstream Dark current drags me down Bruised by the rocks on the way Alone, My cries echo loud Yet I can't hear a sound Look at the ceiling from my bed Might as well be my coffin The room, the funeral plot The door, the cemetery gates The silence, the absent cortege Mirror only one to stare at me Showing its same empty image That figure of despair Hate personified in first person So easy to make it go away Slit of wrist, noose a twist Mind saturated to bursting point Thoughts at what I have missed Things others have ten fold I close my eyes, the wall Sighs relief. Even bricks Are against me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 13 [informant] => adsalamon [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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