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[aid] => mick
[title] => Breakdown
[time] => 2012-05-13 15:22:45
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[bodytext] => An old man in a rocking chair forlorn and listless cant clear the fog in his mind cant silence those whispers I wonder what torment lies beyond those shrivelled shrunken eyes He was born in a unforgiving town of grey skies and impoverished minds empty stomachs bare ankles and grime were you leave the school yard and just go straight down the mine following your father footsteps with a sense of purpose and pride By the time time he was 23 it began to eat away inside the shame the bitterness the sleepless nights it made him feel inadequate and worthless knowing he was barely able to provide for his child, for his wife, for a better life he prayed the boy wouldnt follow his footsteps with a sense of purpose and pride and have to sweat and toil through this desperate life He hit the bottle when he was unable to put enough food on the table he punched walls kicked doors lay in a crumpled mess on the floor like a sour child he wailed he gave eveything but failed Just a tired old man in his rocking chair forlorn and listless cant clear the fog cant silence the whispers [comments] => 1 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 75 [informant] => flavellm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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