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[sid] => 6725
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Stoic
[time] => 2002-11-15 09:20:00
[hometext] => a poem written a long time ago
[bodytext] => here i am decaying, flesh burning from my hands
my tongue is hanging from a mouth in shame defaced and ruined; no one understands i have no one but my lonely self to blame what sickness lies inside to flourish we all must die,but the question is when the lights are shining in my eyes so lurid my wrists are bleeding fire from within [comments] => 2 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Blue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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