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[aid] => mick
[title] => midnight
[time] => 2004-03-04 17:01:19
[hometext] => a love poem...
[bodytext] => I tiptoe through these graveyards, these secret places in my heart, inside your palm, Tracing my fingers along the stones, my skirt trailing through puddles of tears for people unknown, And I write stories to these stone angels, and watch frozen memories seep from their eyes, As I whisper your name with their voices, once again, one last time. I lie amongst these wilted flowers, crushed velvet, and I pick a rose for you - Deep red, each frozen drop of blood I bleed to hold you. A hundred thousand offerings through these glass raindrops, these stories on my skin I drew, I smile black memories, chained to your spider web; I surrender to a heart so true. These chains that tie my ankles bind my body unto yours, And with this knife, I sacrifice, I drink your soul, these feelings so pure, I lick away your immortal tears to live forever, to stop you hurting any more - This everlasting ache inside my soul, to be with you the only cure. I worship your life, you are the god I pray to, every night As I lie between these gravestones, with these tears of blood I cry, You take the bullet, so gently, from between my eyes, And silently, I worship you, until the end of time… …midnight… [comments] => 7 [counter] => 269 [topic] => 13 [informant] => wyrd_faerie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 29 [ratings] => 6 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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