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[title] => Naked Purpose
[time] => 2003-10-22 03:23:09
[hometext] => .........a reason to be about.......
[bodytext] => hatred is free come and visit me then you may see where the ire starts from the broken heart inside the w***ing tart wearing fishnet and lace in her hand sits the mace her morality left no trace pull up a chair gather in the air tangled in her hair watch her simple flair spinning out of control which one shall she roll wary the wicked mole freedom's on the line hearing all is fine the dotted has long been signed bright red lights stairs that go out of sight tried with all her might to coax and coerce filled her tiny purse skipped town before the hearse sank her half-filled cup wore her hair way up felt thoroughly corrupt whiskey, smoke and men never will equal ten no strength to defend cast a phantom's mask hidden little tasks no sunshine out to bask ran from the hills destined to be killed the white cat is window-silled all the tell tale signs love's evil designs blackened crumbling rose uncomfortable is the pose running so late fear tempted fate closed at the gate bouncer be ye ware familiarity is rare no one left to care run and never look back nothing you ever lacked the cards were crudely stacked the ante was pain the forecast was rain from is eyes disdain cruising for some sanity revel in the banality curse the dark insanity she needs an easy way out a strong voice to shout a reason to be about [comments] => 1 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 13 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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