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[sid] => 92825
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Clock Stops Swinging
[time] => 2005-04-30 14:24:20
[hometext] => What's in the attic...?
[bodytext] => cover me leaves a wind blows unbury these trees of disease i dare not try carry my heart is soft like pudding of red my thoughts drop off like flies falling dead dark company's here and i offer it tea i speak of my fear what's bothering me up up in the attic my halo is noose the silencing panic of death cold abuse then... Tick tock, the clock stops swinging. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 61 [informant] => In_a_While [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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