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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Epitaph of Mr. Chin
[time] => 2016-02-28 19:04:42
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[bodytext] => Come hear the tale of Mr.Chin Who dies a bit each day within His dreams, he really can///'///t recall The years went by and stole them all The thief, `tis said, comes in the night But these stopped by at morning light With neither swords nor battle cries And took them right before his eyes. He now resides in middle age He walks and talks but can`t engage When others try, in vain attempt, To dissipate his clear contempt For any one with life or hope... I guess it`s just his way to cope With bitterness that chills his bones So he`d just rather be alone If Mr. Chin could have his way My soul believes that he would say To never love and never trust They`ll grind you down to naught but dust And leave you less afraid of death Than endless hours of useless breath And if, perchance, tonight`s his time I left his epitaph in rhyme Rakerman1 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 272 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Rakerman1999 [notes] => Edited per request in site help ~ Moderator_18 Mar 1, 2016 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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