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[sid] => 74328
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Possess
[time] => 2004-12-03 20:50:30
[hometext] => My challenge...can anyone figure out the meaning of this poem?
[bodytext] => With a dark black cloak tied tightly around him he runs through the battlefield (on neither side) And plunges his flowers through White knights' bellies, Starved for affection he be. He is the saddest of all. So with his cloak His cloak and he Best friends be thee They continue to kill Stain their faces with blood, Red streaks their cheeks But really they weep; For they've made people suffer They have truly remorse Yet they still do it again and again, Smiling and laughing, Crying and cutting, he and his dark black cloak. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 16 [informant] => assassinatorgirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FriendshipPoetry )
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