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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Dreadnaughts
[time] => 2005-01-09 17:56:08
[hometext] => Television 'priveliges' have since been removed . . .
[bodytext] => Care not for catching cathode rays, in eyes that nurture magma-pain; the orange-fizzled tremor scream that harrows out from Channel Vain. The flickered screen of ashen smoke Which billows on before this room, Can you not see how glass evokes such pictures of this vivid doom? Had we not been born so hurt, and had we not consumed those years without these signals that had girt our minds and broken through our ears, then people of this recky-room, know this, a war would have been had between a dreadnaught force for good against those whom we need so bad. And yet, Necessity is evil, baned- to us, who're bound in breathless wheels, and in their signals, they've ordained, that this is how 'defenceless' feels. But do remember each, your past- for at one time, they feared your eyes they feared you dreadnaughts, to the last- This rebel hell, I realize. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Mr_Jeremy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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