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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Rose
[time] => 2006-03-01 15:27:39
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[bodytext] => I walk in the mist of nothingness.
The pathway to the light nor dark.
You cannot tell since it is invisible to see.
To my peers, my friends, family,
anyone.
Even to me.
I kept walking until something caught
my eye.
A rose.
I picked it up and acknowledged it's beauty.
I put my fingers higher on the stem and
the thorns had stung me so I dropped it
like something falling from the sky.
My fingers, bleeding like never before.
I looked at the rose with such hatred.
Amazing how something so little
can cause so much pain.
The pain to a person or to a heart.
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