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[aid] => mick
[title] => Vodka-Ain
[time] => 2004-03-19 16:33:27
[hometext] => kind of strange..kind of reflections on recent events..this probably should be called 'acid something' or something but i had a dream with this title in it just wouldnt get outta my head.
[bodytext] => shadows gleam in the corners of night sparkling monsters eat all the light the rain falls down in a deep silver bowl then is poured back to destroy the soul awry trees whistle for attention but soon fly up in the act of redemption a deep shooting pain runs down your throat and in your stomach leaves a suicide note the telephone poles all bend, but not break you're the only one questioned of being a fake the wallpaper peels at the scent of a rose and mirror-imaged devils all have halos skies open up to be crimson with blood the beautiful people are covered in mud the rejects and loners all sit on their thrones only eat from the crust of their own bones the floors all look like an illusion lagoon children are wrapped inside a cocoon air is breathable, it looks like black ink swallowing everything, drains into a sink floating down the side of the road screaming out chants in some type of code flowers are blurred in a glass of the blind search and search, but never to find falling down in a hole, twisted and black again tomorrow night, you'll find your way back [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 59 [informant] => crimsondream [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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