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[aid] => mick
[title] => No Time For Poetry
[time] => 2012-02-13 06:02:37
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[bodytext] => I close my eyes to the life filled with pain Holding them shut, never to open them again Painting the canvas with a crismon flare I'd call your name knowing you wouldnt be there. The time has come, the hour is at hand the time to venture forth and leave this land A time for peace, and rest evermore The very thought makes my feet leave the floor. Crossing the bridge between the living and the dead The memories of the past would rear their ugly head Robbing me once more of what I held so dear my body, my mind would now be racked with fear There is no escaping it..of that there is no doubt All there is left to do is to try and ride it out For the sorrow comes in, just like a massive flood Drenching its victims in an endless sea of blood. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 120 [topic] => 73 [informant] => Shadowman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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