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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Insipid Reflecion.
[time] => 2009-01-27 13:40:09
[hometext] => You and You never get along.
[bodytext] => In the scarred words of true disbelief, I find subliminal curses that scream the truth. A memory is saved by drowning it in tears, But blend it in blood, and it will be gone forever. "Was he ever alive?", she asked. I believed in the reflections in my broken mirror. I believed in the screeching sounds on my dirty window. I felt my shell break when you entered my mind, We rescued each other from the rising rain. "He was born from a wish", I answered. You saw me unveiled in the dark. You witnessed a false awakening. Under frightening lights we kissed, Like a twisted joke, I changed. "Only he died", he said. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 59 [informant] => Miseria [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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