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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Dent
[time] => 2008-08-03 19:15:54
[hometext] => Written on one of those days when everything just seem terrible beyond belief.
[bodytext] => Here, this is my heavy heart on the counter Do you see how it weighs, leave a dull aching dent on your table. Do you smell the sour odour stench that stain the very corners of your nostrils circling in tendrils leaving you faint and cold. You heard the low mourn of pain the deep growl proclaimation of my craziness but you left me sitting by myself. you think I could heal thus. So I painted my heart black I painted it. Had I not, soot the soot would have tainted it a dull grey fungus grow. I'll not let it rot. Though the pain unbearable makes me tear I will not submit to the weakness of humanity, In fact I wish to abandon my own humanity to be rid of this pain, dull reminder of my own inferiority. The desire for someone to melt the hardness in me dingy dull inside. longing for long warm arms. wrap round and explain the warmth in humanity I could not see. But nothingness stays. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 32 [informant] => glassicallyunsuperficial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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