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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Ground On Which I Lie
[time] => 2011-02-27 12:13:59
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[bodytext] => The evening turns a gloden shade of grey Here I lay in the quivering hand of fate The septic convolutions of time leap in broken explosions A fallen son of myself, I little more than wait In a bastards skin, laboring eyes thin and sunken A ruptured bud, blooms as best it can Half hails the sun, half hails its failing shape The vauge sky turns to dieing under the shadow of the ground on which I lie. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 75 [informant] => mcnickname [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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