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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rose
[time] => 2004-05-11 13:43:10
[hometext] => i didn't know what else to say to you...
[bodytext] => sustain the silence... ever still across the plain. inhale the fragrance... no it's not quite the same. fallen from your back swings this isn't acting dodging each pointed word it's still hurting. and it kills and it burns and it breaks then you return... can't really savor for now you say "not now" return the favor you can't figure it out but still the wait it toils it's great i'm cold-hearted, don't want anyone around so you've said it, then i'll leave... remain in silence... sobered by the process almost excess there's so much to miss but not distress. still i'm killed still i'm burned still i'm stuck till you return... it was so good sometimes today as well but what's good i can never really tell yet still this wait it toils it's great i'm cold-hearted, don't want anyone around so you've said it, then i'll leave your town so destructive, when do we ever get along so i take it, perhaps i've taken it wrong sustain the silence... ever still across the plain. inhale the fragrance... no it's not quite the same. and it kills and it burns and it breaks then you return but still the wait it toils it's great i'm cold-hearted, don't want anyone around so you've said it, then i'll leave your town so destructive, when will we ever get along so i take it, perhaps i've taken it wrong remain in silence... [comments] => 9 [counter] => 292 [topic] => 13 [informant] => remy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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