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[aid] => mick
[title] => silent fight
[time] => 2011-08-27 02:34:06
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[bodytext] => And here we are, no way back. Driven to a cul de sac. Splintered things and wetted walls on and on, I feel so small but I bear her words, I lack, pitying her failed attack. She sees me smirk. Her aim is good corner of eye hit, swells. No blood. The line is crossed. I stand my ground, holding tight to break the sound. She knows the rules, and so do I there is no violence from this guy. A kick is aimed, where men do fall but I feign health and stand still tall I plead with her to stop. Step back wine fuelled anger, lost the knack of social discourse, can't defuse the bomb is set, and we both lose. The lights are on and this is late, neighbours laugh, they think it great. Windows open, listening. boy, this is embarrassing! The hours are long and are well lit the same old argument, can't quit The silent night is broke, abrupt from time-to-time we self-destruct. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 125 [topic] => 21 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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