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[sid] => 86279
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Gutter Lords And Human Shards
[time] => 2005-03-02 21:55:26
[hometext] => Just to stop possible misunderstanding, the first word of the penultimate line is ETHIC.
[bodytext] => Active, complacent each way adjacent. Can I stand which way i'm facing? Not if you are king. Gutter lords and human shards. Rip the working class apart and a view from my stale heart casts cholesterol visions and I feel sick at your stink My futile attempts at interaction are wearing me thin. I give up i'ts doing me in Ethic minority. We are superiority. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 6 [informant] => darkremains [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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