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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My Bloody Valentine
[time] => 2010-03-12 09:40:19
[hometext] => Philosophy Of The Fear...
[bodytext] => The Night Reveals the truth about The things you used to do. So hard to learn Before I let this feeling flow, So fast, too fast. I got this way passed. With all my fears, with all my pain, Oh Lord of Mercy, take him away, Away from me, because... He's all my Bloody Valentine, And the love I got for him, It kills me, tears me up inside, He's full of grace, but his cruel face, It is takin' the best, the best of me. I'd rather not to let him outta his cage, Cos he's, y'all know, he's my Bloody Valentine. He, he ate my heart, Left me here to bleed with my hands tied, So beautiful and pretty wild, With the poisoned heart, He can't just walk away, he cries my heart out, And no one knows, and no one knows, And no one knows, and no one knows, Who the hell he is, he's the real beast, He's the monster of my dreams Oh Lord of Mercy, help me just forget, Won't you just take him away, Away from me... He's all my Bloody Valentine, And the love I got for him, It kills me, tears me up inside, He's full of grace, but his cruel face, It is takin' the best, the best of me. I'd rather not to let him outta his cage, Cos he's, y'all know, he's my Bloody Valentine. The truth, It slips away from his hands, Oh, it reveals his real face, Under the cover of the night, And no one knows, and no one knows, And no one knows, and no one knows, That he's come around From the night's nightmares, But, he's oh so real, hes the real beast, Who came to take what does belong to me, He's all my beast... He's all my Bloody Valentine, And the love I got for him, It kills me, tears me up inside, He's full of grace, but his cruel face, It is takin' the best, the best of me. I'd rather not to let him outta his cage, Cos he's, y'all know, he's my Bloody Valentine. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 124 [topic] => 74 [informant] => Alexa_Bachtel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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