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[sid] => 6273
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => shameless submission
[time] => 2002-11-06 02:20:00
[hometext] => i don't know what this poem is about...it's highly open to interpretation...please let me know what you think
[bodytext] => my hands are cold
i suppose that i should warm them but the sun is still cold and i care not to venture outside when you're watching through your window the warmth is gone and dead and i don't care if i live or die you will submit to the shame like it or not and you will do exactly what you're taught oh, just play the role that you were given and all shall be forgiven plastic molds of dead-eyed children my hands are cold. i just don't care who is that there? i embedded you in my eyelids a young blond cheerleader talking on a cell phone you will sit with me on the sidewalk and we shall speak lightly even though our eyes betray our nervousness at a sad state of affairs the government has been overthrown we are all anarchists and atheists there's a bird inside the house and i don't like it i have no opinion anyway someone's in the driveway my hands are cold, i'm sickly green and i don't want your lies i see inevitable truth inside your lying eyes you shall submit to what has always been i have no opinion anyway someone strange is at the door [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Blue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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