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[sid] => 29809
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Speeding, Racing, Pacing, End
[time] => 2003-12-20 03:36:58
[hometext] => Skittles are joy killers
[bodytext] => World is spinning, world is fast World is very very cold I am going, I am going I am growing very old Time slows down and then speeds up Shaking hands, hard to hold my cup Blinking slowly, a thousand seconds pass by Can’t remember them no matter how I try Racing steadily along the path Searching for the emotion to release my wrath Lives pass by without a thought I know the price I paid, but not what I bought Too much energy for this body I possess It escapes as I fade away to less Accelerating faster, hard to go slow Nothing to prove my presence, existence doesn’t show Can’t touch, can’t see Never going as fast as I can never be Rushing through this plane of being Watching impatiently through eyes barely seeing Your touch is harsh, I stumble and fall Hit the ground hard, bouncing back like a ball Continuing to crash and burn Views too distorted to ever learn Trashing my mental place Bounce off the walls like a basket case Sounds not matching with the pictures in my head Speeding at a break-neck pace, Lookout!, I’m dead [comments] => 0 [counter] => 271 [topic] => 36 [informant] => TundraHydra [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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