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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Need Needle
[time] => 2004-09-14 02:15:35
[hometext] => Hmm...just talking about a couple of piercings here, couldn't sleep in Amsterdam (go figure), decided to get a new one....
[bodytext] => Needle through the outer And needle through the skin You pulled the pain from beneath me And I tasted bliss again Flesh that splits between us A scar that time will never heal The crazy feeling of insomnia And insomnia is what crazy thing I feel My eyes tear at the thought of The everlasting pain It's the fear that drives us through you And it's the addiction that brings me back again Poor little helpfuls And the doubt that spread across my head The needle woke me up from sleeping And through the flesh the needle was fed A rush of blood to the prospect Our darkness will never ever fail It's idea is tossed out in the open An answer yes and darkness will prevail So toss it through the outer Show us the needle's will be done Crazy and skeptical were they Insomnia has never been this fun It's a beauty that grows among us Context lost in a pretentious way Lose control of your motives Tossed through the outer yesterday Go back in to where you found me Show me where I should try and begin You push me even further And you still push, push, push the pin So pins and needles darling Pins and needles we will I'm stuck on a bed of doubtfuls And I split the outer even still [comments] => 2 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 60 [informant] => Exodus-On-Life [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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