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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rolling down
[time] => 2007-03-24 17:16:23
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[bodytext] => From The place I died To the place I still hide Inside the pages And in between the lines I raise my glass As my eulogy Empty it and pray For no apology I embrace the nothing Fill the hole With pieces of broken dreams While I venture forward Yet, stepping back I have the need But not the want I’ve got the drive Yet no aptitude to push I’m dreading why I’m still alive Starring at the ******* sky To write when I died Depression sets in Accumulating ashes from my sins Eating away at my eyes Rolling down inside [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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