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[sid] => 13423
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Existance Within A Blink
[time] => 2003-02-27 06:20:00
[hometext] => a beginning to what could be a long story. please read and comment what you think of it.
[bodytext] => When I wake I hear a sound outside my window
It reminds me of birds chirping in the fall But when I look the sound seems so distant Like it was never there at all. (blink) and then his eyes are open (again) trying to remember how long he's been awake. the clock next to his bed must be broken theres a momentary relapse as his thoughts gather "it must have been a long night" he thinks he dismisses it and sets out for the mornings runaround... (blink) I'm in the car and I realize I don't know where I am. This can't be healthy (what can't be healthy?) I'm not sure. There's that familiar feeling of being pushed back, a sort of struggle, but I'm not sure what it is that I am fighting. (blink) he's finally here. his head hurts. "must have zoned out" he says trying to explain why he has no memory of being (remember) in the car. He steps outside...again. but its only his first time out. the sun is hot. and it burns. (blink) "Work!" It hits me like a ton of bricks But that is not where I am no matter How much I would like it to be. This place feels familiar but I cannot remember (but somewhere inside he really does). It must be nothing. (blink) his face forms a sinister grin, like it has all the other times, and his reign of terror begins.... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 25 [informant] => fallensilence [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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