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[sid] => 39208
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => MY RHYME STORY
[time] => 2004-03-18 17:06:53
[hometext] => I wrote this years ago about what I can only describe as my own personal epiphany
[bodytext] => I've been locked out. I've been locked in. I'm no stranger to Original Sin. I was athirst in Lies desert, until I drank from Truths shore. No matter what is offered, I will serve Lie no more. A paratrooper medic, at seventeen years. At eighteen, branded brother, of Cain and his fears. Escaping mans entraptments, then catching myself. I try and learn now from these memories, that I store like books up on shelves. I have sentenced myself, for every forsaken role. Much harsher than society did, I grant no parole. To myself for such actions, they are burdens I must bear. A weight that was crushing me, until I learned to care. So you can cuff me, contain me, and hide me from view. Restrict and inflict me, for what I know to be true. Shake me, break me, whatever you dare. I will deal with it all. I learned to care. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 21 [informant] => rhymeandreason [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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