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[sid] => 61903
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Cold Obsession Of Things That Are Dead
[time] => 2004-08-30 11:09:37
[hometext] => is life a journey to death... or is it a pause between not being alive...
[bodytext] => please forgive the sacred life that was stolen in the night forget the act which was commited through the lies you must admit it wrong was done in the right hand i have disgraced the title of man pride was what was believed in proud enough to commit this sin systems of guilt and tears are built founded on cold minds filled skeletal phantoms haunt the minds passing through skulls, just cant hide castles made of bodies imprison youth forgetting life was without proof rolling dice to see who lives the gun is the only thing that gives murder seems to be the latest game serial killers gain their fame embered winters scourch the lives men are forfeiting their wives so they survive the growing pain causing blood to fall in the rain the hunters choose their prey by praying and the children die while theyre playing red is the color of the sea not from the ocean but dead bodies puddles of blood fill the sinks of homes the homeless are the sane while alone sanity becomes money those who think, are the only free when all the earth becomes psychotic it is the end that is it [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 48 [informant] => abnormalpunk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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