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[aid] => mick
[title] => Transfusion
[time] => 2004-06-19 15:12:06
[hometext] => angry and displeasing
[bodytext] => I break his ugly with my pony-tailed heart it sounds like a little girls face in the morning sweet velvet and satin eyes I forget to look at his eyelashes colorful like a peacocks tail instead I look into his awakening spiral sun like a Mime God I smirk into his fetus heart ripping apart two more bitter kisses I hope he is satisfied when my blood rains on his sickly dried-out parade [comments] => 4 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Ina [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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