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[aid] => mick
[title] => Secret notes 2
[time] => 2008-05-01 08:29:02
[hometext] => His P.O.V. How unfortunate life can be...
[bodytext] => As I was dreaming late one night A face emerged from blackened light And beckoned me with their slender hand A face a s smooth as porcelain And in there eyes a fiery light The moment of weakness felt so right To climb on board a forbidden flight And give in to the temptress of the night * As passion lies beneth darkened sheets Lit only by the light of city streets Forbidden actions take place unseen Known to both that should never have been Fighting with all morals within As he knows he shouldnt touch the skin All passion building up inside of him He drinks from the cup of wicked sin * He wishes for his skin to rip and rot To give him a chance and reason to stop For he wants the flesh that can not be tasted So leaves his ground and the dream is wasted Now nights on end he dreams again But the face it never comes So he ponders on of what he could have had With the porcelain face with eyes so sad. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 32 [informant] => anesthetic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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