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[sid] => 9511
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => WASTED
[time] => 2002-12-31 04:30:00
[hometext] => Depressed i was at the time of writing this. I'm shocked at how i formed this poem. i still live a sucky life. oh well.
[bodytext] => In the security of darkness, I emerge to hear
the creatures howl and the ghetto bird soar. The wish candle the lights my room shows odd shadow formations to me. My past life dead. I long to be with thee, my sanity yearns to be free. I like the way my distorted world is, It scares the straights. Learning to live again teaches me how liberatin' my death was the first time. Eventhough I lay in my room of solitude, flashes break my fragile mind. I hate to say this but I dislike my life. Go Figure! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 13 [informant] => darkkai [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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