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[sid] => 155689
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Boxes so high
[time] => 2009-12-07 08:18:11
[hometext] => Please comment I wrote this the other night, Thank you!
[bodytext] => These boxes are stacked to the top They have been empty for awhile Liquid they bleed So much it makes you spin You lose your mind the more blood that is shed Damaging the breakdown system Only memories frozen may end up being seen Tomorrow comes along only to slam your mind Your vision so blurred You might be cured only with your sickness You need to bring back your quickness The destruction brings back reality You shut down broken Only for the clock to run The longer it goes the more you feel the rumble Just so bland you cant take it in Only to add more boxes to bleed once more [comments] => 2 [counter] => 129 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jjayjay25 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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