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[aid] => mick
[title] => Farewell My Dears, I Have Run Out of Years
[time] => 2010-10-01 00:05:53
[hometext] => I have not written in so very long...and I was too lazy to edit this past first-draft basis. But feel free to pile on the criticism, as it will only hasten my recovery from literary inactivity =D
[bodytext] => My tree of life has been cursed to warm my breath as fuel for fire, All its leaves will burn out like my last shreds of hope and darken my desire, My skin will turn blue for what once gave it color has been cursed with a new task, It shapes the words and answers for the questions they will ask, I wait for that instantaneous recap of all the things I've done, When it comes, all I get is a list of regrets so I count them one by one, I begin to feel cold but I never quite shiver...the fire is almost out, And so is my time as fate tends to deliver despite one's denial or doubt I watch the last little ember go dark, which makes me jerk and face the skies, There's nothing like a stream of smoke to break the tension in my eyes [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 73 [informant] => ALackofColor [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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