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[sid] => 19654
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Garden
[time] => 2003-06-28 01:35:00
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[bodytext] => I left you, a beautiful corpse, in the garden of time. I couldn't stand to have the ravages of death touch your face. You caused me so much pain, and yet I loved you. I remember the touch of your lips, you tasted of strawberries. If I didn't lay you to rest now, what would become of those lips. The roses would fade, and you would taste of death. Perhaps it is better this way. The stars will never reach out and weave silver into your hair. Age will never wither your face, you will always be young. I will never have to see you struggle to move, to suffer the pain of age. We will never fall asleep wondering if the other will wake. I did it because I love you. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 13 [informant] => lithitalia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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