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[aid] => mick
[title] => Washed Away
[time] => 2005-02-02 13:58:16
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[bodytext] => Our house is a House of Pain. There is no newness there is no hope. The bleak air stifles all life, nothing to breathe but Solitude Despair and Self-Hatred. There is no love, for the Breath of Life chokes and gags as she laughs trying not to make fun of my efforts to live a life shared with one I thought was The One. My Island of Hope was nothing more than the non-existent place like Atlantis, whose future was found in the watery depths of the Ocean floor. Washed away, I am slowly sinking, to meet the same fate. The four walls surrounding me will not fall, for I wish they would come crumbling down around my ears. This would mean my freedom, not my fate. When its quite, I can here my watery grave. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Nardo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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