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[sid] => 151967
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Pacemaker
[time] => 2009-08-03 09:55:50
[hometext] => The first in a series of poems, beginning with the end, and hopefully paving a path to closure. It's just a ramble, and an old one, but it's where everything starts.
[bodytext] => He had no pulse. The one he was born with Stopped working Long ago. He had no pulse So time passed him by Without warning or notice Or beat He had no pulse, And he felt like his whole body would harden or Clot So he put his heart Up against her head. And pumped her through his blood vessels Instead. But he had no pulse-- She pulled away, And his heart was broken, Again. He has no pulse, But his heart is beating Angrily against his chest Because he’d rather die Than live for himself (And be heartless.) [comments] => 2 [counter] => 297 [topic] => 75 [informant] => EternitysLyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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