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[aid] => mick
[title] => How It Is
[time] => 2004-05-14 18:42:05
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[bodytext] => It's walking in a forest, blindfolded, in pitch black. It's stumbling along on this bed of nails, tearing my feet to shreds, left with ribbons of flesh; now the outside the same as the inside. It's swimming underwater with empty air tanks, alone, in a sea of dark blue. It's hanging with a death grip to the lone root upon this cliff of death. It's the look in her eyes you don't see, as you taunt her retreating form. It's the black cloud without a silver lining raining down upon your ragged, weighted body. It's waht's inside that defies all words. It's what's flowing through the mind that is beyond your safe warm world. It's the answer to the pain tilting your reality askew. It's what so many can't understand but this...it's how it is. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 32 [informant] => waos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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