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[sid] => 12915
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Roulette
[time] => 2003-02-19 04:49:37
[hometext] => Yo' ma
[bodytext] => playin' roulette all monk-like
feelin' da damn welts o' da damn stones yo' a** martyred in mah life havin' some revalashun o' da damn mind i have jimmeyed mah eyes an' realized life be nothin' but some draim givin' yo' a** some way t' scraim closin' yourself off from everyone grantin' yo' a** time t' yourself time t' spot yo' a** be monk-like dat no one be dair no one has been not even from da beginnin' dis be da damn fat-lady darkness shrouds yo' a** playin' roulette all monk-like feelin' da damn welts o' da damn stones yo' a** martyred in mah life i caint feel safe as i shut da damn shades left some message but it be t' no 'esploit time 4 da draims t' fat-lady as da moon turns red an' da damn guillotine swings ova' thinka' sump'n begins t' crawl in mah skin burrowin' deepa' wit' aich haivy breat' da damn phone begins t' rin' as mah homies ankle in an' begin t' scraim some voice comes ova' da damn machine da damn sound o' some ho, da sound o' tears an' all da words i had yearned t' haih' as i grab da phone i begin t' say aint it funny how fate plays lifes tiny-a** games? nickel seconds earlia' i lost mah game I Love Yo' a** be da damn last words i wuz allowed t' say [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Spam_King [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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