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[sid] => 18507
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Illusion
[time] => 2003-06-03 22:35:00
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[bodytext] => You turn to me as if to speak Your skin is pale and cold The silver moon paints you dead Along with the darkness that she stole Deafening silence, the only sound Your tears quietly caressing your face I ask you simply, "What is wrong?" But you just turn away Stillness startled by the movement Or maybe it's just me Dark clouds move over the moon And it's soon too dark to see I reach out to grab your hand But all I find is air I don't know why I can't touch you Though I feel like you're still there Sudden lightning shows the truth You're in prayer on bended knee Another flash, I see a tomb The grave belongs to me [comments] => 3 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 13 [informant] => PhoenixPM [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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