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[aid] => mick
[title] => WHAT SHE DOES TO ME
[time] => 2012-06-14 12:29:35
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[bodytext] => As the sun starts falling, I can hear the calling. The calling of the moon, And I know it will be happening soon. As she starts her ascend into the sky, I know soon many will die. Many will run in fear, As my howl echoes through the night oh so clear. You may hide and you may run, But soon your life will be done. For once I have you in my sight, It is worthless to try to fight. Many have tried so before, All that is left of them is scattered gore. As the moon releases her hold on me, The blood of my fallen victims is all I see. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 272 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Darkwolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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