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[aid] => mick
[title] => One Man's Confession
[time] => 2004-09-21 03:56:31
[hometext] => This is for anyone who has ever wondered about the innermost thoughts of the criminal mind.
[bodytext] => Gleaming mirror had shown, unlit path he had sown Fallen too far to atone One last gaze at a face, now ensconced in disgrace Condemned within carapace Amidst muddled extremes, strong insanity teems Tortured in repentant dreams Those deviant urges, he captured in surges Asleep, conscience emerges One man's confession, admission of guilt Shattered an image that purity built Silently reflecting, dark secrets infecting Lost soul not worth protecting Of genus sonora, a serpentine aura Unleashed his own Pandora Without any question, to hell he's predestined Peccant choice of profession Glance over the shoulder, demeanor gets colder Knows he will grow no older One man's confession, consuming regret Seeks expiation to repay his debt 'Pon a table of oak, the mere sight made him choke Noose swang forth past umbral cloak In a moment of hope, neck slid into the rope Answer with which he can cope The fingers of lament, 'round his neck they are bent Criminal breath in descent That slipknot did tighten, lives no more to frighten By one shade this world brightened One man's confession, intensive deplore To settle the score, respires no more [comments] => 8 [counter] => 312 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Vitreous_Soul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 50 [ratings] => 16 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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