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[aid] => mick
[title] => Subliminal
[time] => 2005-11-22 12:45:54
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[bodytext] => Sit behind the radio, Static fills the air. I don't hear it, The sound comes from somewhere else. White tiles carry me out, to give you a ride again. A pig on the ferris whell, stick a coin in for another go. We reached our destination, another cross tinges the day There are two different ways to go in. I go one with you - and one with him. I think I stopped. Not hesitation, but an "alerted pause." For the first time, I doubted and I can't even remember why. I look down, too ashamed to look in the same direction you did. The cream colored concrete stills my mind before another race. You kept running so fast, I didn't think I could keep up. The green bondage that kept you away from me - and the cheap dye that never fades. Just keep walking faster, I'm too far behind now. I'll sit in a corner until you forget. Forget for a while until the next cross decides to burn. It's bound to happen, It always does. You keep drinking all the water to put it out. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 73 [informant] => desolated_denial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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