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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Braindead
[time] => 2002-09-16 10:32:49
[hometext] => A poem about writer's block. Please read. My head hurts cuz my ideas can't get out.
[bodytext] => As luck would have it,
I’ve done it again. I’m running away from my crimes. Though no wrongs were done, I’ve lost all my fun, and am left sipping hemlock and brine. As fate would see to it, I’m stuck in between the loss of my mind and my sight. I pray for resolve, or whatever it’s called, and hope that it turns out all right. As social laws dictate, I’m starting to whine, and my writing won’t get any neater. I’m bored and I’m dumb. That’s as clean as I’ll come. Why must it all have this same meter? My instinct makes certain I sleep every night, and amble around every day while I rest assured these cries won’t be heard, and I’ve run out of new things to say. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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