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[aid] => mick
[title] => Suppose that I am lonely
[time] => 2006-01-21 15:13:56
[hometext] => Chunks of notebook vomit. It turned out rather well I think...^_^ always, abraham
[bodytext] => Suppose that I am lonely. Pressed fingers upon the dying glass (Forest black, soft and severed by the endlessness of love), I face the Autumn's dread embrace; Simple graces dream desires drowning day. Smokey crags in gray or silver-deeper silver than the moon-lay upon the dying glass; a path ahead me lay fell below my dreary stead, lay fell against the open glass. Light comes tumbled from a freezing sky. Blind sorrow shelters the placidity of night; comes still and frightening. I imagine what it is to be alone. Sudden moments, minutes far too soon too far gone the seconds falling down falling down around the threads above a dirty door. My heart beats vibrant blue, and gold is the color of my love. My love being soft, soft love sleeping at the bottom of my bed. A broken thought considers black paradise parading through the rain. I feel like there is nothing left. I suppose that I am lonely. (maybe I'm just lazy) Through an open window shines the sun, and seals my thoughts with dust and glass. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 489 [topic] => 73 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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