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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Requiem
[time] => 2007-04-26 12:58:20
[hometext] => for chase
[bodytext] => Soon to be a year without a week since there, on the floor, in the lions den I shed my coverage under the power of speak, speechless inside but clean of men. The pep fired brain flooded with love of artificial kind, powdered, through the tube, I surrendered with lust, more lack there of and enclosed sanity in a dotless cube. The more the better for a long lost mind with an experience elevated from the surface of earth/ The actions excused by "love makes us blind" but the intended blindness to addiction gave birth. Now I stand here with opened eyes and with ground so solid underneath my feet and clearly I see through the "blind love" lies that we are not a victory, but a defeat. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 66 [informant] => ediii [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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