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[aid] => mick
[title] => Old Age
[time] => 2005-03-09 00:07:53
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[bodytext] => i have to much time to waste thoughts to thin air, memories burnt like the spark of a match, that only flicker for seconds at a time, like slideshows that scream by, to fast for eyes to paint a picture for you brain, color use to have a feeling and a purpose, now its become meshed into a soupy grey, the sky rains shadows into what was once warm, the moon and its silver sliver boomerangs my earth, casting itself over all that i see, my name has left me holding hands with my heart, never to return along with my family and friends, i am my only memory for i am still visible, yet others hold on to my memories for me, old age crept into my skin and burrowed deep, feeding on me mercifully until it had consumed everything, but death will bring about a rebirth of myself, where infinite life has no need for memories to look back on, for what is in heaven will be with me forever. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 21 [informant] => enjoiskating6 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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