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[sid] => 93887
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Just beyond the bingo hall
[time] => 2005-05-10 06:54:31
[hometext] => This was a few years ago when i was 19. Please please post even if it's negative.
[bodytext] => I stop and lie Still and content, It washes me. Like a hose It flushes through my mind. Eyes shut Body foetal. People pass by, There not here with me. I’m free, Just the street noise I have no need of. A peace Like being dead A gift of a living suicide. Ignore me. I’m here to be ignored I must be seen to be ignored. A cut would bleed Or bruise or scare, I must stop and curl. Hugging the path, The bitter floor kept me warm To show the ache. Can’t they see? Those fish, those ants. They have nothing. Sinking deeper I have my escape From them. Do they even know? Can’t they understand? Trying to hurt me, But I have a getaway. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 50 [informant] => crap_snapper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ApologyPoetry )
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