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[sid] => 83274
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Dying Life
[time] => 2005-02-06 21:03:10
[hometext] => I just wrote this, so you mates are the first ones to see it.
[bodytext] => People are dying all around me and all I hear is the sound of hearses ringing like church bells doorways to Heaven or Hell and I hope it's Heaven cuz since the age of seven when my grandpa's death hit me I've been thinkin that maybe people ar dyin for a reason My heart's not yet fully bleedin cuz I'd alreadry stopped appreciatin those who had stopped breathin But someone close is next I can feel it in my chest and I can already see my grandma on a bed In a world where we must remember the past it's become necessary to be contemporary It's kinda scary to think in the future my heart will be filled with sutures from the people I'd lost Ahead I see loneliness and frost with no one to heal the pain of my losses and I know what it'll cost us as a country With millions of friends and family dead conquest will no longe seem so sultry or will it? America has a disease and seems to come from our so-called democracy. Yet I believe it comes from our lack of respect and chivalry. Life is dying. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 13 [informant] => lilschizoboy07 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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