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[sid] => 186483
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => by chance
[time] => 2019-08-19 08:35:57
[hometext] => written almost fifteen years ago....
[bodytext] => ---------------
wandering, wondering where the wind went
swimming in sin, sinking. simply so spent.
churlish, childish, choosing no choice,
rather run ragged. wont reverse. wont repent.
cringing and crawling and cant even cry
ripped and rent ragged, cant rise or realize
by chance or by choice, by violence or voice...
push past the poison. protect the prize.
frightened and flustered and fleeing the fight
a broken and bleeding bastard who bites
vitriol violently vanquished the voice
lost was the last of the love and the light
jdh
10-29-2004
[comments] => 1
[counter] => 140
[topic] => 66
[informant] => Jigget
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 0
[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => drugabuse
)
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