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[sid] => 80134
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Manic Monday
[time] => 2005-01-16 18:46:49
[hometext] => Definitely a bad day
[bodytext] => No preferential thoughts I linger like a string-less puppet The body, mind and soul is not harmonically in unison There is a threshold in the brain Sometimes it gets soggy The eyes are heavy, blood shot red The heartbeat seems to lacking in RPM I lie still in cool of the morning No decisions to be made The mind is controlled I move as programmed Regimented deceptions clouds your eyes Relentless attempts to break free fails like a house of cards Don’t fight it, you will loose Now you are in melancholic room Surrounded with digital virus It’s an invisible Human rights violation There is no escape, no light in the end of the tunnel [comments] => 2 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 63 [informant] => nomadsoul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => hbadday )
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