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[sid] => 135445
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Reason
[time] => 2007-06-22 06:01:22
[hometext] => The Corruption of our world.
[bodytext] => We are the reason for our own corruption. We are the master's of our own destruction. We are the virus, we are the malfunction. We are the sickness, we are the cure. Before we came, this planet was pure. Now all that's left are the smoke and the flame. The scarred planet is screaming, but it's words have no meaning that we could ever grasp. An empty chest is what seems best for the cold eyes race of the mindless and wicked. An industrious wasteland stands beneath the clouds that pour down acid rain. To live, or to die, it all feels the same. Lungs that can't breathe, and eyes that can't see are just a part of this cruel game. We are all playing, but to win is a loss that no one could name. Our greed is a beast that no one can tame That is why. ... we are the reason. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 8 [informant] => BrokenWingedAngel65 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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