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[aid] => mick
[title] => Upside Down
[time] => 2010-01-18 13:04:47
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[bodytext] => Slowly it slides down, Its destination; the floor. Wind rushes all around, Freezes the motion. Temples chanting. Gongs been pound. Screams of joy, Or perhaps of darker nature Sores their throats. Agony painted red, Minds left blank, They go on. Relentless Yet frightful, Shaking in every step, With day and night Chasing tails, Sounds forbidden, Blood on its course, Growing thorns, Entangled, down to the core We roll. There’s no stopping us. Yet spitting pity, You mock my resolve. Don’t care the scars, The stitches, the holes. Conscious, barely I swallow the world As it is, as it should be. Nails keep things in place. Water runs upwards. I follow Wherever it goes. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 13 [informant] => net [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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