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[aid] => Mick
[title] => SUICIDE BOMBER
[time] => 2003-02-20 01:00:00
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[bodytext] => SUICIDE BOMBER
Eyes see all folk pass me by, Smiles, crying, people waiting in doors. I myself was adhered to a box, Detonators, explosives in a wooden block, All set to go off at half past four. I scorned the rat race it was a roundabout, Engine noise too much to shout about. Public everyday rushing home, Just like the day before. This time they wont have to I have my box, I can almost here the timer tick-tock, Half past four to settle a score. Strutting into the tube station Allah understood, He believed like me this was just it was good. It was almost half past four. Tick-tock stops from the deadly box, I clasp the package that I wore. Explosion everywhere, death was not pretty, The full impact decimated and tore. So my end I am immortal now, Papers blame our network somehow. Others will open the deadly box of war, Spilling more crimson across the floor. Children crying people dying, From a small but lethal box of war. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 13 [informant] => wellsmark [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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