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[aid] => mick
[title] => When Your Dead
[time] => 2011-11-15 22:00:48
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[bodytext] => Hearings slur and visions blur, The sensations not the same. It's the goodun's lack and the badun's step back When seeing this roaring flame. So cold and dark to the mind, Yet so hot and bright to the hind. Burning here, burning there, My body sizzled everywhere. Binded here, all in chains. One second can take away your pains. So cold and dark in the head, Yet so hot and bright when your dead. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 66 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Ghastus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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