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[sid] => 90368
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => I Am Old
[time] => 2005-04-08 20:38:33
[hometext] => I was feeling depressed the day that I wrote this...
[bodytext] => The ocean of depression has swept me away in a little boat of guilt I’m sailing on an endless sea. Aging as I go. I feel thin and old. Like a candle that knows it’s about to melt to its death. I am not young anymore. I am dusty, old, and dirty. I’m sailing in a little boat of guilt, it is too small. It’s closing in on me. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. I am dying, I am melting, I am dying. I am old, dusty, crusty, and dirty. Dying and dirty. Old and dying. I am here. I am coming. Look out. You might die with ME! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 65 [informant] => Cupid [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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