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[sid] => 152453
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => ClayMan
[time] => 2009-08-22 02:23:45
[hometext] => I am ClayMan. This was written when i first started my custody case.
[bodytext] => Black envisioned age approaches to test my rage. I know i cannot control things,only influence them. I enter as sage to covet this chapter's final page. My choice to either shake or control the pain-stem. Only way is to break through and mimick the mage. I've seen the play of this grisly-geared approaching day. Surely it is my turn to twist the gears and make them pay. My turn to cut this custom-carnage, time to have my say. Goal is to keep all eyes on the prize, never dare to stray. I stand as impenetrable fortress of ever-remouldable clay. Pretending to be the fool - my greatest weapon, my only tool. Time to trod the belligerent snake created to squirm and take. Only this be what i'm borne to do, no time to smile or be cruel. I will crack open this shell of hell with my sweet solemnity rake. Only way of truth lies before me now, my path to end the duel. I have tried many gentler ways to shift or end this gaping craze. Now only warpath is possible to fight this chasm of unending haze. I never fear or walk afraid - i smile secretly as all my cards get laid. Now stand back and witness the shape of my torrential mind agape. Now it's my turn to follow through, how glad i am i am not you. Time to churn the counterion furnace - time to intensify the hue. Time to paint your pain-faced portrait. How glad i am i am not you. -Svw [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Clayman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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