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[aid] => mick
[title] => Understanding
[time] => 2011-11-11 21:51:52
[hometext] => This is what i felt like writing. It was 12:39am when i wrote it so i'm sorry if it's bad.
[bodytext] => The carnal regrets of our being haunt the subconscious dreams and desires that support our motive at life. Depression is the aftermath of such events. Fogging the mind with thoughts of what could have been. Pregnant with the knowledge of understanding. As the doctor prescribes the idyllic sugar pill as a panacea to the troubles of the past that come to haunt the essence of our being, I felt a sense of freedom. I knew there was no unique quality to the tablet but the little homunculus on my shoulder just told me to let go. And so I did. The thoughts of what could have been or what would have been were no more. As i drifted off, I could hear sirens in the distance, and gentle, soft, mutters of urgency in the wind. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 81 [topic] => 73 [informant] => celloz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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