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[aid] => mick
[title] => Free
[time] => 2007-06-08 22:04:55
[hometext] => ~~~like the eyes of the dead in the moment life leaves the mind~~~
[bodytext] => withered and wretched what it is to be mangled and hated what it is not to be seen Preyed upon and tossed away drink it down to keep it at bay Fragile Oh ever so to seem vacant like the eyes of the dead in the moment life leaves the mind A mystery that has no end death is no escape like running from the smoke right into the flame Let it burn away all that it is to be let it melt into nothingness let it be free [comments] => 3 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Tot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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