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[aid] => mick
[title] => Loud from the box
[time] => 2004-06-21 21:51:30
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[bodytext] => Dying, killing me Is not a phase But a piece of reality Coming to cage me in my rage As what was once Now all washes away Hurting, cutting me Is now a thing Like a piece of reality Slowly driven me insane All I have been Now washes away Staying, living here Is just for time All things come to dissappear Including this line As all was once Now washes away Cleaning, healing me Is not my, For-say That is just a reality Slowly takin' me away As what is now Now is falling apart I would of been better But I couldn't get it past my heart _____________ Fiction is now killing me trying to fix, but broken me Never made it out of the box Like time wasn't on the clock I was selling my soul paying rent And it smells worse than what I meant I know because I've been thru the rot Stuck there under the sun so hot Trying to win, But loosing me I guess that's just reality [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 13 [informant] => rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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