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[sid] => 74057
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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Face In The Crowd
[time] => 2004-12-02 03:08:16
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Woke up in the morning reflection of the sun on an empty billboard blinding me, in pain and so disorientated just how i became a lost soul is a mystery... Looking at the Illusions that are swirling it all seems so familiar to me still I get this feeling something is missing something I need. In the afternoon I groove a face in the crowd you never see me move as I go through the motions I have been programmed to. Sometimes deep within the distortion there's a ripple and I can feel a sense of a void but it's quickly concealed. many are the emotional tortures at this moment I cry teardrops slowly flow a black sun fills the sky, to resist is futile I'll never get what I really need there is no escape I will never ever be free. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 232 [topic] => 60 [informant] => secretwind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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