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[aid] => mick
[title] => WHITE NOISE
[time] => 2006-07-10 01:06:41
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[bodytext] => I know when you lie and that’s about all the time. How does it feel when you stand to lose it all? You do not appreciate my brutal honesty. The truth always hurts when you are unprepared. Poisoned with a sick kind of foresight. I don’t stumble in the darkness because it’s on my side. You say that I seek out evil as a friend. Well, it’s all made special for me. I wish human cruelty could still surprise me. But I am no longer affected by it. The dark side used to be so fascinating It used to swallow my light so fast. Now there’s no light left to swallow. Not a sparkle not a single ray I am left here with my white noise. Seeping through the cracks of my adamant mind. These voices, are they my conscience speaking? If so, how did it get so corrupted? I am better off left alone to lose it all Surrounded by my white noise. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 253 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Davinah [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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