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[aid] => mick
[title] => Decipher
[time] => 2004-06-13 17:09:41
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[bodytext] => What once was beautiful now is gone. It's served it purpose and has retired for the evening. What once had light, has now grown cold, cold, cold, cold as ice. Ice running through my veins straight into my heart. What once was joy has been replaced with despair. Despair that leaves me breathless with agony. A red door on the opposite side with a golden handle I can't quite reach. What once was love, is now a lie I told myself so often I believed it to be true. What once was me, is now hollow and alone. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 32 [informant] => pavlovsbelle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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