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[aid] => mick
[title] => Phranny
[time] => 2013-01-13 18:02:47
[hometext] => When your deepest thoughts become your reality...
[bodytext] => My mind stays dormant to many others, one, two, three, one two three. Many, deep beyond the eyes, many which cannot be seen. Many come and many go, depending on the mood for which they are shown. Slumberous, upon my arrival, curious to few, another day goes by, still, without light in these hollow eyes. Forever young and awakening a new just to perish along side a forgotten tomb. All together, now, we are becoming the ruin of you. Run your figures through her hair, with no remarks on her vacant stare. Four five six, four five six. Spinning circles in the dark, I've left with all, now nothings left. Take us for a ride, show us so we can see, they're really all apart of me. Bend me backwards, tear me down,collect them all and write them down, April, May, Autumn and June, Summer and also, there is me. Break me down and take me apart, with no remorse or second thought on how you'll put me back together. Remnants of an empty mind, my story stays with me forever. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 75 [topic] => 13 [informant] => ScarlettDrawl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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