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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Volunteer II
[time] => 2004-09-01 21:36:04
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[bodytext] => While transfixed I was shot Oblivious to the crosshairs aimed in my direction echoes of gun blasts, (blam blam blam...) I look down to find blood from the countless shots fired How could I have not seen or heard the bullets of your intent? stuck and transfixed, I was numb to the clues you sent One cannot help but laugh at the situation not one bullet hit the heart instead the gut felt penetration I asked and therefore received being a volunteer for the bullets your aiming gun conceived The smoke from the fresh cavities from which I still stand remind me that secrets are indeed lethal, but deadly on the other hand? You may need a bigger gun [comments] => 2 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 43 [informant] => espeeayzee [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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