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[aid] => mick
[title] => Discursive
[time] => 2004-06-20 14:55:20
[hometext] => This poem has many meanings. This poem is very personal.
[bodytext] => He likes to displease He lives in his diease I'm deep in dispensation What I've become, torsion It's like mononucleosis For the flames of mind, I'm not anxious So go ahead and be a martyr While your only a murder I used to be full of abhorrence But now that's dead in my silence Forget my pensiveness Fall behind the ictus I was once taken by epiphany Forget about larceny This is discursive Now I no longer have a motive [comments] => 2 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Bones [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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