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[aid] => mick
[title] => Cough, Bloody
[time] => 2005-07-19 18:27:24
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[bodytext] => My stomach is sitting very close to my chair. my eyes are flashing red and yellow. And still I am no one I am not even myself I am accustomed to dirt of the earth. There are cramps and they cripple me my eyelids are winced My clock ticks even faster then now. I am rushed and I am in a hurry and I must face my life with my teeth pointing forward... Black hair is knotted in a very curly mess. Unshaven is me and my skin still bleeds. Cotton will absorb nothing but nothing will embody my life and my lungs. This is black and this is tar This is sticky and enveloping. This is myself being rushed once more and this is my life no more than a bloody cough in the palm of my shaking hand. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 13 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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