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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Butchery
[time] => 2003-10-29 15:54:13
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[bodytext] => The ghoul has reached my coffin now he smash the lid. All I see is darkness and two shining eyes. Crawling to the church and in a stream of light I see my mutila- ted remains gore instead of flesh. Rotten and filled with maggots I search for modern life I would die to see, my kids and wife. A scream break the silence , a human being died. Shocked of this morbid sight. Crawling in the night. I'm so near my dying place, I can see my loved. I open the door and there she stands, I hear the children scream. I saw people die, as dead as I was. The children puked then died, love has turned to carrion. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 13 [informant] => cant-skate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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