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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Young Man Walks Down The Road
[time] => 2008-12-11 15:13:22
[hometext] => Familys broken... A peom from a dusty poem in the corner of my mind. (Didn't actually happen to me.)
[bodytext] => - A young man walks, down the road, a uniform, to his abode. The gun he holds, is a machine, within, the power, to crush a dream. From his cape, a killer's sight, he finds his prey, within the night. A child, with his mothers arm, who would soon, come to harm. He, was once a boy himself, anger with his blasted wealth. But he is drowned in what he is. Detached, from the world this is. He is but a precious host, to whom he was, a former ghost. And now we hear a mothers cry, but more than a mother and child will die. The basic unit, of what all is, the mother, father, and child that was his. What is now a family broken, Revenge has paid its dreadful token. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Mars [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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