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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Strings
[time] => 2003-08-15 21:05:00
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[bodytext] => Vulnerable, manipulative Never laid eyes on them Still you’re strung Still you’re dutiful Think you feel restraint? Think you have a say? They are not cotton, not silk But promises berthed in a podium breaths with meaning not purpose Breaths that fade in the larynx Little by little, bone by bone, They rule but hold no strength Few have cared, even few have controlled Chocking on sour fruits Not paranoid, but we should be… Soon, we all will be All live, few are aware You will notice it all just before… Before they fold the flag, play the harp Yes, they will play the string harp but not for you For them Strings are for them They´ve Always been for them [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Daniel_jenkis23 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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