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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Intruders
[time] => 2003-06-16 22:35:00
[hometext] => See if you can get what this poem is about. The title is a clue in itself. Please comment! xx
[bodytext] => He sits at his desk, there's just one chair, he's all alone but there's someone else there. Whispering thoughts and temptations to him, harshly they force him to simply give in. He screams and he yells for the intruders to hush, But blocking his ears doesn't dampen the fuss. He locks his doors and hides himself away, and tells the intruders they just cannot stay. But they don't listen, they scream and they shout, inside his head, they just won't get out. He wants them to stop, he wants them to leave, but they are troublesome, their trouble they'll weave. He leaves his chair and sits on his bed, but it's already filled with the people in his head. Calmly he takes a spare space on the floor, Knowing the intruders are there forever more. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 442 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Wilder [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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