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[aid] => mick
[title] => It's Nights Like These
[time] => 2004-08-22 21:56:51
[hometext] => In my opinion... the first DECENT thing I've done in a long time. Felt VERY GOOD!
[bodytext] => It's Nights Like these that I lie awake plagued by the words that did not take. I find absolution in Webster I'm immediately inspired I flee to my computer to ensure my thoughts are transpired I did it! I done it! My block had been beat! I had slain the demon I would soon again meet. For now he could not lock my words inside The Cerebral Cage. I had slain the keeper. I had opened the gate. I was flooding the page. I sit back, relax, pour myself a drink. I no longer feel the pressing urge to think. I was once again writing, my heart rate returned. The life of my prose felt warmed but not burned. The dawn is approaching. I'll finish stating my case. I'll hit enter on the keyboard and wait to take my place. To transcend with The Greats; Keats, Chaucer Hughes, Poe. I know I will see Them as long as my words continue to flow. But the night carries on and the moon rose a bit higher. I'll put down my Monte Blanc and lay down to retire. Before my head hit the pillow. Before my feet left the floor Last thing I thought was; It's Nights Like These... I couldn't ask for anything more. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 60 [informant] => Orlando [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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