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[aid] => mick
[title] => Omerta Function
[time] => 2005-02-12 01:29:31
[hometext] => I heard this band that had an interesting way of mixing extreme tempos and I wanted to see if I could even attempt to emulate it in words. Not as extreme as I had in mind, but it's a start.
[bodytext] => Distance of a pillar Flexing forged laurels Bridges that span Close quarter quarrels Echoes of a past Counting split spoils Ensnared in an arm That comforts and coils Fresh blood spilled And pockets were filled A moment later Conscience was billed And somewhere Somebody cried Death flashed a smile Twin hearty laugh An agent acted On his black behalf And somewhere Somebody died While the night grew thick and learned a new trick Leaving all present With some inky sick And Fate met Silence In a vacuum of Trust And everything crumbled To memories of dust [comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Xnoybis [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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