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[aid] => mick
[title] => Flood
[time] => 2011-04-23 07:14:19
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[bodytext] => An apathetic whimper, a sunken, weeping wall. My tears infect your room, your wardrobe, car and hall. I'll turn your road to river, your school a goldfish tank. A long forgotten teasure chest that was once a bank. I'm a soggy form of death, a cold malignancy, the midwife of disease, yet you depend on me. I'll slither up your spine lift you off your feet blur your vision, dull your hearing, down your throat I creep. I'll never inflict pain, you'll leave quite peacefully, your lips a purple-blue from one last drink of me. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 69 [topic] => 13 [informant] => poppym123 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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