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[aid] => mick
[title] => Days Betrayed
[time] => 2005-11-15 11:34:27
[hometext] => It's another strange one.. Hellfire, it doesn't make any sense, but.. does it really need to? (Note- when I said 'make love' I didn't actually mean in a sexual fashion.. I really just meant creating love)
[bodytext] => This is time for waking Time for the forsaking Remember the changed names Remember the days before She saved you Days cold, days disintegrated Days old, days dissipated Days sold, days silver-plated Days told, days never seeming to end This is time for leaving Time for the believing Judgement Day looms ahead Thank Her for finally making you see This is time for stalking Never time for talking Take Her hand into yours She was by your side in those days.. Days cold, days decayed Days old, days betrayed Days sold, days getting laid Days told, in the beginning of the end This time let's run free Into pits of ecstacy Forget about tomorrow She'll run with you anyway This time let's run away Tomorrow is another day We've got time left to make love She has saved you now Days cold, days untrue Days old, days you knew Days sold, those days are through Days told, those days must end Days cold, days disintegrated Days old, days dissipated Days sold, days silver-plated Days told, days never seeming to end Days never seeming to end Days in the beginning of the end Days that just must end Let's end them now while we still have a chance [comments] => 1 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Vermilion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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