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[sid] => 10827
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => No Title
[time] => 2003-01-20 21:20:00
[hometext] => I wrote this ages ago, for my best friend in the world.
[bodytext] => Look into those lost eyes.
Through the fyr and flames, Lives a beautiful girl, Just waiting peacefully, Waiting to be saved. Listen to the words from her mouth. Between the lines of her words, Totaly different meanings, Subtle cries for help, Disguised pleas for someone to save her. Touch her gentle hand. Touch it now, And you may feel her innocence, Wait a few months, And you'll find her wounds. Get to understand her life. Maybe you will learn to help her, That way, you'll learn not to judge, And maybe, just maybe, She'll be saved. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 13 [informant] => M [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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