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[sid] => 95099
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => At the bottom of a glass
[time] => 2005-05-20 08:35:06
[hometext] => wrote this last night, hope it's well received...enjoy
[bodytext] => my dreams are all just broken ice nothing's left to be called nice melting before my eyes again they'll distort until they end. in this cup of life's great downs i bang the walls despite no sounds won't someone please fill this cup so i can drown float lifeless up the other sun is on the ceiling flickering light of sometimes feeling dust is settling on my soul no one drink's from my cup's hole wash me clean so i may shine and wait for wine the taste of time fill me up so i can swim empty me to not let me in... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 64 [informant] => In_a_While [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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