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[sid] => 141018
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Metalic Sun.
[time] => 2008-03-16 09:43:02
[hometext] => Thought of this while at a bus stop the other day haha, excuse spelling this is off the top of my head and therefore rushed. Enjoy all comments welcome :)
[bodytext] => The mettalic sun beats down on the cars in the street. I cannot keep my eyes open for the way the sun frowns . It's so high up it always will have a right to look down. I just cannot escape your eyes. And thats how it's always going to be me answering your every whim. The man in the establishment is actually quite nice when you get to know him. I walk down the road alone as you beat down on my back. Scars and iron in sync moving around my body. The dust hits my eyes but i know i should accept it. Punishments not ment to be fun. Exiled out for being alive , cursed to live with the dead. So i bow my head and try and escape your glance. But woe to me metalic sun your punishment hits me in waves. The souls of the past fighting with the words of the future for a time only the present could permit. It never will hurt me what the future has planned out. Mechanically timed sober words out of my drunken mouth . These people surrounded by me are doomed by my self destructive attitude. So i guess i will have to keep walking on Walking Alone This place we call hell is my home. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 236 [topic] => 65 [informant] => liamleash [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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