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[aid] => mick
[title] => ''It: Stands For Many Things
[time] => 2005-04-14 20:18:34
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[bodytext] => When I'm around it, I become someone else Tis still undetermined whether or not this someone else is good. These scars embedded upon my skin leave the memory stained upon my heart. I can't start over new, there's no second chances I have to get past this and put it all behind. But the impossible has reached it's limit. Chaos screams it's deadly song, the piercing noise deafens my world, their mouths move, but no sound is emitted The birds sing their lovely song but I'm left in mute. The world is fading from my eyes Chaos still screams while lightning flashes and the color has been sapped from my eyes and now are shaded a hollow white. My world is turning black, I let the crimson flow as I know this was meant to happen [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 13 [informant] => vanilla_flame [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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