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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Rage
[time] => 2002-12-22 20:40:00
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[bodytext] => She lies dormant:
Or seeming so. Deep beneath the calm Façade, down below Hidden deep, boils rage Black and violent. Viscous, it sticks to and Taints everything. It waits for a chance to Erupt to her surface. For her breaking point To set it free. It rules her life, Her slightest slip could Let it loose. Among those innocent It would wreak havoc. Hatred, real and putrid Would destroy all She holds dear. So she holds on to It, with an iron grip, That is slipping. ©2002 Amy Pluess [comments] => 3 [counter] => 248 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Icequeen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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