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[sid] => 22318
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Gun in the drawer
[time] => 2003-08-24 23:25:00
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[bodytext] => The tap drips away - slowly;drop by drop. Strings tug at my soul, tempting me with an elusive goal. Stretched,dragged,shoved thus far.Enough. Stop,halt,stand-still I must.Abrupt. The tap drips away - slower now;drop by a distant drop. A state of limbo.While tucked away inside the drawer, a gun bids its time. Sinister,death-cold.Awaits a crime(?) The tap drips away - no more;its run dry. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 21 [informant] => joydeep_nath [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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