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[sid] => 85214
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Voices
[time] => 2005-02-21 20:22:33
[hometext] => im pretty sure this sucks but let me know what you think
[bodytext] => If this is the only way I can get him to listen I will pour my heart, my soul, my love Everything, only so he will understand Do not think I am condescending him Into the great pits of hell, for His love is overfilling It is red wine rising up to fill the flask Cascading over the glass But the dam he is building is great Built with bricks that shun the views Of those he should care Let his spirit soar Let him do what he wishes He can be free, a man without chains No longer bonded to this world He can fly However While flying he will always remember The voices, pleading with him Begging for his ear Wait He made the choice He will be tortured by the voices If only he could hear them [comments] => 3 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 39 [informant] => kewter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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