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[sid] => 102164
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Soul Rot
[time] => 2005-07-27 21:30:14
[hometext] => A lot of my poems I get inspiration for by listening to music, this one is no different
[bodytext] => I cock my fist and shoot it neatly threw the window Thousands of shards float for a heartbeat before my escape is known They've locked me in this glass prison studded with pretty diamonds Look your best, sit up straight, no one wants to see you crying Sit, primp, pose, stay These are the subliminal commands I hear everyday But tonight I win, tonight I escape Hurry now, I escape my spirit's rape I've lived through all the pain and all the lies I've been where you wake up and wish that in your sleep you would've just died No one hears my screams No one saw my life split at the seams A glistening veil had been draped over my box That prison of see-through walls and indestructible rocks I flee into the night, my preppy sweater and ankle length skirt ditched My war paint: My eyeliner, my black heels, my mini skirt pleats just barely an inch All that is trendy and sexy I don with glee Into the party my glory is now seen Touch me, you can, I'm actually here No more fantasies, no more hopes and dreams I'm actually here, for real and for truly And I joke that it's better to be fashionably late than early They can't catch me now, they can never bring me back My life is finally on the right track I'll live this life whether they like it or not I live I breath I love I see Never again will my soul rot [comments] => 6 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Kitty06 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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