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[aid] => mick
[title] => Retort upon my house
[time] => 2006-08-14 15:56:21
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[bodytext] => Broken windows shatter like dreams floating above a house of cards. Glass shards run circles around your thoughts and mine. Cutting and ripping at anything they find within my brain. Leaving my brain a blended meal to be served as Atkins. Stuffed down the throats of critics, or loves lost, and historians, who speak of the past like a wetdream. Bloody thoughts, force-feed to the cows and pigs of society. They all wish to hear my thoughts, to know my mind. Fine *****S .... drink my thoughts. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Aristotle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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