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[aid] => mick
[title] => RELAPSE
[time] => 2009-09-02 23:46:17
[hometext] => Idle hands... you know what I mean, just ask god, he started it all... I wouldn't make the same mistake...
[bodytext] => Lost in the fog of a subconscious war A lifemare of struggle and strife The four horsemen of apocalypse Knock on my minds door My doom looms and I never want to look For what I have to live for My list now stops at one The stars in my sky are black Hatred eternally blotting out the sun Each and every sensation is lost Writings on ancient walls Every meaning is gone God deserves his hell he rot For the worst of what he's done While every one of us Continues on our own You know there is something very wrong When the only thing to do Is to sit and stare Blankly at the empty view Whether a god of light or a creature of fight or flight Nothing can go right When one tries to fulfill ones needs [comments] => 3 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Onslaught [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested. Moderator_18 September 3, 2009 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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