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[aid] => mick
[title] => Obituary
[time] => 2011-10-15 08:19:13
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[bodytext] => The caustic sun that shines black on the blackest night I am hot because I am ice, and cold because I am fire Because I want nothing, everything I desire I have everything, but its left me with none A loaded bullet and an empty gun A backdrop in the foreground of a certain death Continues breathing with another last breath Dead although alive, alive though dead Finishing last, though before I was ahead Eat my fill and still I starve, drink till drowned, yet I thirst A blessed life, a blessed home, yet, I myself am cursed More, more, more is all I desire So I stay cold, as alone by the fire [comments] => 0 [counter] => 98 [topic] => 75 [informant] => withoutaheart [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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