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[aid] => mick
[title] => Putting on the Play
[time] => 2007-09-10 05:38:23
[hometext] => Moving without Action
[bodytext] => He was in a turn of circumstance as the dust settled like a child. The air turned cold as parted ways, all storms had reconciled. In this awkward still of calmness he was too big to step. A giant kid caught in that crypt of memories he kept. So next time you feel it's best not to get worked up on change It has changed, it has changed you. Pale life's no life to mend. It will pass through, pass through you. And like your lover's ignoring call there is darkness, it sweeps, it will sweep you up. You were a fool to come off strange, change has changed, it has chained your soul. As he stumbles drunk on past affection's arrow, desire becomes thunder as longing turns to snow. A celebration is in place for the mastery of letting it all slide but what are you kidding when you're a character to hide. So turn sour like a young fruit, like the birth of bastards. You are pass chance, it has all collapsed on loss unanswered. And there's an emotion, it is screaming bloody murder, like a toddler. This has turned, it has turned on you, as you swore not to falter. Ha. You fool, fortune plays, it keeps playing, it has played you. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Franciswolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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