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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Renewal
[time] => 2003-02-24 20:40:00
[hometext] => Welcome to my memories of the Brokenheart Cemetery, part two The Renewal.
The Phantom [bodytext] => Here I sit in the wake of another heart break, Crying those tears of pain, Staring at that wall of blame, What can I say to make the pain go away, The loneiness cuts deep, as acid tears roll down my cheeks, Leaving behind the scars, of love's fallen star, Through the ashes of love I begain to wade, fighting back death's cold gaze, Standing in the middle of this dark and dreadful place, I see a single rose prefectly place, What is this I see, does this mean, there's someone for me, So forward I go, I come to a hill covered in snow, Lush with trees, as the wind gently sings to me, The smell of the rose leads my way, as night succombs to day, The pain of my past, is forgotten at last, I approach the tomb where The Father was laid to rest, I feel the warmth of love, as my body is carressed, I drop to my knees and begain to pray, asking the Lord why today, I hear a soft voice in the back of my mind, I turn to look, she's an angel in disguise, She begains to speak, I can not move, love has found me, I open my mouth but nothing comes out, No words of wisdom, no thoughts of freedom, I'm right where I need to be, Cupit's arrow was true to me. Forever Faithful The Phantom [comments] => 5 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 31 [informant] => The_Phantom [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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