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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => no turning back
[time] => 2004-05-22 15:58:03
[hometext] => this isn't quite right but my pencil's batteries went dead...........
[bodytext] => I know you're there, not saying a thing I can feel you, your oppressive presence I can see your face, even with eyes closed Your greasy grabbing hands clutching I know you're out there Seemingly hiding, yet ever present Don't you ever tire of this charade I can feel you A sickening sensation with each passing day Unappreciated and most unwanted I can see your face Looming like some horrid spectre No emotion and still disturbingly smug You're grasping hands dragging me Pulling me where I've no desire to go Don't you understand, I just want to stay Yeah, I know you're there, I can sense it Surely you must know that you're despised I know what it takes to get out of this prison But what do you care anyway, you're just a clock. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 59 [informant] => reprobate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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