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[sid] => 16887
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Anonymous Alcoholic
[time] => 2003-05-02 11:35:00
[hometext] => i wrote this on alcoholism, after seein what it did to people around me... please give me some feedback ^_^
[bodytext] => The Darkness radiates in the streets
The silence echos through the streets The rain whistles in the alleys The wind drips and joins the puddles of mud. Pathetic Fallacy plays its part on this bitterly cold september night The only thing known to this man Is the soothing poison in which he seeks escape. He stumbles through the alley Stuggling to regain balance following another trip he wont remember come morning whenever his morning happens to be. As he falters past countless houses a woman he passes by Through this strangers eye can be seen a glimpse of pity for this broken shell of a man After another battle against gravity he once again falls in the cold static of the concrete this time he does not stuggle to stand but accepts defeat with lamentable graciousness. He sits slouched against a wall uttering unrepeatable curses at the law Newton shaped. Despite this harsh reality the man falls into a dark and haunted sleep. When he awakes, daylight is beginning to pierce the darknesss the rain has long since ceased along with the delusion of happyness. He slowly stands up and brushes dirt off his once white ashen shirt He holds his head to null the pain and once is again homeward bound A long a lonely walk ensues ridded with both material and emotional pain. A wound on his leg is throbbing, lord knows where he picked that up He spent his money and He spent his health and at the end of the night, for what? Alcohol did not solve a single problem but how to waste his life away. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 13 [informant] => cheetham [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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