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[aid] => mick
[title] => Lost Fate
[time] => 2004-01-21 17:01:52
[hometext] => Jonathon Mathew Balser
[bodytext] => I'm running close with death Heading straight for the bullet I can't stop or slow myself down There’s nothing to grab a hold of The rails keep slipping away The ground becomes harder to see All the light is gone There’s nothing around It’s quiet and dark No sounds, no movements Am I dead What’s going on? I’m scared to death Time has ran out There’s no way back Time to face my fate Heaven or hell Which do I receive? Which is willing to greet me? At the door Judgment day is here I’m standing at the gate Waiting and waiting, now it’s my turn I hear the voice Shuttle but firm Now its time My time to be judged [comments] => 1 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 32 [informant] => jonbalser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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