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[aid] => mick
[title] => Runaway of November 5th
[time] => 2007-07-07 16:23:14
[hometext] => I did use a broken poem generator to assist me in the diction but the idea is completely mine. Its a story about a mother gone insane looking for her daughter who has been missing for years..................
[bodytext] => I thought I heard the song but I interpreted it as a half-life between a winter and the dark lights under the bridge. An empty window, a rotating attendance, analyzes itself in cleanliness. "Welcome to the middle" is what the trees said. The winter fractures the emotion and carries out the meaning of loneliness. Being let down by your agility in the grabbing hands of the snow and thinking of seventy things you have to live for....so you strive on even when the world went quiet for you. Measuring the inches you move realizing the years have taken you apart. This winter I have decided to listen to the soft human sound where you can whisper along a wall under such decadent conditions...where it counts the memories all wrapped up in my head in which i only loved long enough to paint the picture as my legs give up by the empty window.So Ill just sit here and mumble to myself only to stay as far away from the infinite initial diagnosis of being cold and expired and knowing i ran away from the singing on November 5th.... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Vanton [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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