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[aid] => Mick
[title] => It Is Upon Us
[time] => 2003-07-23 00:49:30
[hometext] => This poem is about the revisiting of a past battle. It speaks of the souls of the people who died during that battle. Enjoy.
[bodytext] => The acidic fog is burning my eyes, It is eating my life away from me. I can feel it deep inside of my soul, Tearing apart what makes me who I am. The fog is now upon the castle walls, Portcullis falling into the dark sand. Now uprising are the disturbed spirits, Eyes pierce the deepest parts of my essence. A sense of arms streching out towards warmth, Not aware of the forever they live, Bound are their souls within the castle walls. The smell of rotting flesh is now present, Will awaken those who died for honor, Apart from all friends they have ever known. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 57 [informant] => Chris(2) [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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