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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wandering Lonely Brain
[time] => 2005-03-20 18:13:28
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[bodytext] => All the pretty lights, all the pretty delights of a carnival that comes to town sets the rides up, to pull them down, teasing sensations, denying expectations, they never stick around. Dented mentaltity, like a can of soup that you can't open, or an ice cream scoop that remains unbroken in its desire to be good, to please, to leave you aching with brain freeze. Unrequited to exacerbation, lonliness leading to........ ...cessation... ...of spirit, hope, or virility. Dieing of seasoned dope and futility. Escapisim is an illusion. A stupid brain's contusion from hitting the wall so many times, it whines of pain, when all that remains is the pain of it own delusions. All the things in all the world should dissapear, or just hurl itself out a window to the ground. They leave as if I want them around. It's all right. I wasn't here anyhow. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 43 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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