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[sid] => 2030
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sinking
[time] => 2002-08-09 10:33:11
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[bodytext] => The knife slips deep
Cutting the pain from my soul No longer depressed Now I'm just oppressed It's still there Never goes away Like a splinter buried Deep under the skin I can't deal with it all So I put it to the side Yesterdays busniness Never completed I long to end the slavery To mend the broken spirit To give relief to loneliness And revive lost hope I slip always deeper Into a world of my own One of broken doves And painted black walls The knife that cut the spirit Cannever touch the skin But as it gives my soul relief It cuts through my self-control [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 13 [informant] => yellow_sundragon [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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