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[sid] => 158943
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Death
[time] => 2010-04-15 00:25:36
[hometext] => Old old poem
[bodytext] => The Sickness creeps over me My Chest tightens My heart pounds I gasp for air And Tides of pain assail me I am pain I’ve always been pain It raps around me like an old friend Leaking into my every pour I am on fire And as l lay on the ground in a puddle of blood and tears Dying I think to myself Is this it? Is this the end of my story? Here on the ground slowly choking on my own bile And if it isn’t If there is more Am I ready for what must come? Will I go to live among my past friends and family? In eternal peace Or will I be cast into the shadow Into the fire Where pain such as I feel now would be a pleasant respite [comments] => 2 [counter] => 221 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Inchiostro [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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