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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Heart Of Darkness
[time] => 2004-05-10 14:51:17
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[bodytext] => Life is so tedious, As it was and still it is. The painful memories, or The memorable pains, The answer is still unknown. I am not well, not at all. Should I touch a different shade? The hopeless hopes were not to touch me. Yet, Is it me that I am looking at? I ran away from me, From the smell of rotten me! The shouts are useless, My tears are hanging in sky, I tear up all the bareness, The drunken merriment burns the fading words. Did my scream touch anyone? Listen to me, all fools, We all are sick, The beauty or the beast Does not touch us at all. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 32 [informant] => shahan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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