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[sid] => 64380
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Song Mask
[time] => 2004-09-19 20:20:32
[hometext] => didnt really know which subj. it belonged to....
[bodytext] => A song flows so convincingly Out of the lips of fraud Tuning every melody to create The perfect song. Deceiving fingers stroke the cords Of the precious harp, Blood drips from the fingers, Red and oh so dark. Acid pressed against the wound, Screams echo so tragic Through the air. The mask so slowly Falls to the floor. The real face, now, bare. Exposed to everything, For everyone to see, All the lies and things it said Thrown back in spears that Bleed. Tears stream down, so Helplessly. Too weak to have strength as a tool. don’t you see, That teary face So broken Reflects You? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 43 [informant] => xxbreathlessx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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