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[aid] => mick
[title] => Deck of cards
[time] => 2006-10-11 12:06:41
[hometext] => I caught you before I'll catch you again
[bodytext] => I need not eyes behind my head, because my back I never question, from all sides I'm a weapon, this hand I was handed, any label you want to stick, I am that, I came to this earth for a purpose, my soul wrapped in a blanket, endless potential, this is never as good as it gets, I need not eyes behind my head, cause rhyming I got it, down to a science, most words fall quiet like trees in a forest, but my words riot an explosion of expression never witnessed before, i am the realist and the most raw writer and figure, still I strive for more, assemble stonehedge again and tell the aliens I'm coming home, Aliens scramble on, From groundzero fertile soil, power moves, the grass is greener, I done proved, It is what it is, my style much improved, don't nobody move, forget the past, a vicegrip couldn't stop this hand, I was handed, so many vices gripped in my hand, landing the plan to make moments cease, holdin it in bliss, with a twist of the wrist, make days worth living, when you get the most of the moment, rising a movement, walking the fineline between being a God or being a puppet, whichever way the truth spreads, It is what it is, and can't nobody stop it. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 233 [topic] => 55 [informant] => BSteel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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