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[aid] => mick
[title] => Forget or die(oublie ou meurt)
[time] => 2010-11-23 14:42:33
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[bodytext] => You call him love Feels like the journey´s having ways typed deep into fate the strong burst follows be ready to D I E no need to worry just run across his bleeding blade predicted future still in the motion f a a a a a lling in love your shield is just appalling his heart stopped severe strike stopped roses are leaning out your scull and cold as ice you´re beginning to get no more living no more worries, suffer is now your only dept tabula rasa eyes wide open heart wide close terrific dreams are the sole thing you own the last gasp left the ultimate dose see, cadavers are scared to the last bone trying to breathe and stop the staring with oceans full of drops heaven is pretty thou somehow hell into your mind slowly pops been there in paradise already like two three times they are walking on you in dust thus turned reborn new life feels what you earned thou stuck between two words it seems you´re now one is the grief the other sorrow to be found forget or die your heart just stopped and salvation lost its meaning on the way as effort has no sense as you know the prize you´re sure you´d pay you tell him love and die on the place cos if the show continued, was real you´d lose him and nor death would safe what you´d feel [comments] => 4 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 22 [informant] => petulinka [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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