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[aid] => mick
[title] => Never Thought To Much About The Reasonable Sense Of Mind
[time] => 2009-03-28 02:15:18
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[bodytext] => What can i do when every-ounce of me wants to scream, but see no use in the action. Fingers flexed twisted thoughts of worlds colliding: ambience style drums filling the air. Words are my way of scarring my enemies, broken fists and taking my anger out to the world. I can not blame the things that have come before me, i just ignored my problems. Using the word chair i will be violently throw it in to the word wall. Screaming things of disorientation and using slang in more then just filler. Lifting the ceiling with keys tapping on a mind of solid gold. So much of worlds colliding, screaming comets or aliens hovering. Things are becoming bitter and less in tune with others, I look at a bottle and not the word bottle, knowing thats just fuel that i do not need, no no fires tonight. What can i wake up to tomorrow, what more can i take without snapping.... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 6 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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