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[aid] => mick
[title] => Festering Suppositions
[time] => 2006-02-23 16:26:56
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[bodytext] => The pain is excruciating the hunger is negatory a plaguing knowing that once again that switch could darken the whole an identity is caught to squirm gnawing tendons submit banshees are heard being silent and everything lets go. My archangel waits for me there where i can't reach but i can see It’s broadcasting a trumpet for all to hear exterminating the defecation. we all run to the gate that remains high and wide edges that are infinite fingernails caught in the holes. The man next to me hands them his hand they pull him up to separate he cries a humanitarian plea and he disappears from my sight it takes me only a sense to reach out and to grab my archangel sees my idolatry cutting it into two I leave my gate, i leave my place heading back to my disdain to my ambit sacking to becoming a hornstone crumb. Copyright © 2006 Adebusola Adesiji All Rights Reserved [comments] => 0 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 13 [informant] => isaiyan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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