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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Candy Cane Chaos
[time] => 2009-09-11 11:20:12
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[bodytext] => *I do realize Christmas is quite awhile away. This is an old poem I just got around to revising. Not completely sure I am wholly satisfied with it yet. I just thought it would be interesting to put a twist on a holiday that is supposedly full of happiness. And I want feedback on it very much. I am also curious if anyone can see what I noticed after reading it through, my accidental cleverness so to speak. (There are two things. A cyber-hug to anyone who gets it) :) Also, I think it looks better aligned to the left, but I couldn't get it right * I want to see red-blood soaked streets lined with corpses; their eyes nothing but deep dark blood-drenched sockets. Red, blood. White, snow. A Candy Cane Chaos, all my doing! I didn’t care. I was filled with hate. I want to see dead Christmas carolers fa-la-la-ing; their voices nothing but silent screams echoing in the snowy streets. Giving is a lost art and receiving is an act that can only last ‘til the smiles are gone, but I don’t care. I am filled with hate. Hate is all I see on this holiday. It’s nothing but a fabricated folly of fictions, a story of Santa Claus and Jesus to tuck the children into bed with visions of material objects dancing in their heads. Red, blood. White, snow. A Candy Cane Chaos! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 251 [topic] => 18 [informant] => justme03 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
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