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[sid] => 80823
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Butterflies on Blood
[time] => 2005-01-21 02:30:49
[hometext] => I did not know what topic to put this on this is just a strate up poem that i had the idea all of tonight and so i posted it remember i have been sorta reliving my past life as a samurai or just having really odd dreams cant really tell right now
[bodytext] => Butterflies on blood I do remember my youth My days of pride and rage My days of honor And how I changed I remember most of all What made me change? I use to ask But not anymore It was on my last day of killing Before the sword was banned in Japan When the times of Pease were promised And did come But there was still that day How it haunts me The child lay there on the dirt dieing I had not killed her but knew who had He was at the time a friend A comrade An animal I killed him that day He was too good at what he did And used the sword that was never meant to be The darkness consumed him So after I took my sword out of him His fell to my hands I wiped the blood on my bare skin And sheathed both swords And promised never to use them again And so I stood there I wanted to carry the child The little girl and bury her how she deserved Her whole family was slain that night For they stood against what we though we right But I could not move Not one bit, not at all And I just stood there like A cold and frozen statue Dressed in armor Agelessness covered in blood How much of it was innocent I did not know I did not care I did not think about anything Nothing at all ran through my head But how beautiful the blue winged butterflies Looked drinking the blood from the ground [comments] => 5 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 21 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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