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[aid] => mick
[title] => I'm In Debt
[time] => 2003-12-13 08:30:30
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[bodytext] => She told me we had some time to kill So I shot midnight right through the heart We skipped past tomorrow and forgot to greet yesterday Handshakes with the clock's arms don't make time reappear Just like my ancestors, midnight is dead, and I can't bring it back. And with that goes everything I have done in the days past. So we wasted minutes and hours, and still have accomplished nothing. Watch as the last grain of sand hits the glass; it's over. We're limited in the feelings we can commit to, So we never let each other know what's going on insde our head. Safety pins keep our tears from falling onto this street. Remove the safety pins and we'll flood this city. Would it be suicide if we drowned in our own tears? Will they arrest me if I'm soaken wet when I barely make it out alive? Time is money, and I'm in debt, so I'll already be gone when you read this. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 237 [topic] => 48 [informant] => christopherfriedrich [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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