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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Sliver of Hope
[time] => 2004-08-11 00:18:36
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[bodytext] => Sick of spinnin in my wonder so I sit in sin and ponder I trudge along the trail of death to clear my head and catch my breath As I stomp and rant and rave quickly passing countless graves I see a man so small and feeble hanging from a churchs steeple I can not help but stare at him and shed a tear so dark and grim but as the tear rolls down my cheek he looks at me as though to speak but all he does is point his finger at the birds above who linger Fear consumes his broken face as they fly with satens grace All at once the birds attack and cover him, a sheet of black These greedy birds had left me none except the rope from which he hung The evil truth of death on earth balanced only by a birth ironic still, the earth is round in this circle life is bound So then no longer, sit and ponder of sin and pain and evil wonders. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 13 [informant] => KiLin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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