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[aid] => mick
[title] => A second glance
[time] => 2005-06-03 03:26:05
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[bodytext] => I feel it drift away from me every day, A mess of sand and broken glass and failing thoughts that never fail to stray. I lose myself in the darkness of thought, repressed emotion of hatred and love, of kindness and disgust for the mirrored face. I dance along the edges of my mind, A waltz of broken words and failure, A line between love and life and total loss But loss in love is the absence of life, And absence of life leaves little room for love, A line that I walk, between living love and losing life. A line that grows thinner every day. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Ecly [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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