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[aid] => mick
[title] => Fervid Soul
[time] => 2009-07-02 07:17:16
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[bodytext] => Primary endeavours to betroth ones mind and heart fail spectacularly, A Painstaking lack of direction makes for scattered pieces of destruction, Atmosphere is void of moment as moment is void of meaning, And life bears vacancy for grieving, While I question that we’re still breathing. Catacombs of un-dead feeling writhe around in a maddening repression, The heart of life would exhale a sigh of release if here was such thing as free, A short multitude of hours tacked together inconsecutively, They are walked along begrudgingly thus bringing me to here, Callous misdemeanour and angst burns brightly on. Solitude is a clinical magnitude of necessity, The aide and the weapon of a dwindling soul, The terror and the anguish, Such a complicated canvas, With a pen that’s burnt out. Can you draw. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 73 [informant] => creactivity [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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