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[sid] => 128042
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Midsummer Sorrows
[time] => 2006-11-10 09:33:08
[hometext] => This is a symbol of facing the reality of the sins of youth, and the transition from child to adult.
[bodytext] => Here comes the dreaded end of night, My downfall, and my pride, I stare into the darkest blight, Yet pass with sturdy stride. Past the glow of burning flame, And through the darkest wood, Naught shall ever be the same, When truth is understood. Past the youthful acts of sin, And past the senseless hate, For changes here will soon begin, And clear my filthy slate. I travel to the depths of hell, To face my every vice, It is here I am made well, And here I pay the price. No longer persevering through, I pray peace will descend, And that ancient words are true: “All things come to an end.” [comments] => 1 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 61 [informant] => the_wampum_pimp [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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