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[title] => Little Girl
[time] => 2003-12-07 22:02:54
[hometext] => tee hee hee... come in, little girl... come into my garden...
[bodytext] => Hello, little girl Have you been inside my garden? There are lots of pretty wonders That I'm sure you would enjoy Come in, little girl Take a look at all the flowers There's a fountain and a hammock And a weeping willow tree Oh look, little girl See the tiny fairy circles? They are everywhere around you There is magic in the air Speak up, little girl It is safe inside my garden There is nothing that will harm you There is nothing wrong at all Come here, little girl Step beside my silver mirror Where the garden is reflected Here, a thousand captured souls Oh dear, little girl Did I say that part aloud? Well, I'm sure I didn't mean it Would I ever lie to you? That's right, little girl There is nothing here to harm you I am nothing more than kindess (From a thousand captured souls) Oh look, little girl Now the glass is slowly fading Can you see my perfect world extends Beyond this tiny vale? Step in, little girl Leave your troubles and your worries Play forever in my garden (Of a thousand captured souls) Ah yes, little girl! Now there's nothing that can harm you Play forever in my garden Would I ever lie to you? No, I never said You could get back out again! You're the one who listened to me... You have handed me your soul [comments] => 2 [counter] => 463 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Cora-Windover [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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