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[aid] => mick
[title] => words surround me
[time] => 2008-10-22 20:27:05
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[bodytext] => Colors and words surround me as I am blasted off into a sunset of grey You would think that the colors who turn to green, because I am well on my way Trying desperately to control what I know I cannot Checking and rechecking the blood, it sits on mountain tops I find it easier to lie than to test the true within me because there is very little of me that is not strung in captivity i hope and i pray that one day i will be let out from these metal chains, that scream out doubt You could help me, but I still wouldn't learn Counting the hours till I can ask for what I yearn [comments] => 2 [counter] => 242 [topic] => 43 [informant] => juliestevens18 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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