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[aid] => mick
[title] => Poppies red 2
[time] => 2004-03-18 12:25:08
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[bodytext] => it is winter in the field of poppies red, only the bark of crows flying over head, breaks the silence the air so cold, its burns the hairs in your lungs, as you breathe and soil so full of frost, it crumbles underfoot as you walk, dark clouds our all around and the wind howls, the seasons have come and gone, and so have the years, and still i wait for love, but im a fool ive had love in my hand, like a hand full of sand, i let it slip away its my time to slip away as well, i lie here in this field pf poppies red, and breathe my last breath, to the earth i return from where i came, and wait for that tear of pure love, and make that seed grow again, into poppies red, and once more those petals, sway back and forth in the breeze, and perhaps you may catch a glimpse, of my spirit in the breeze [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 2 [informant] => martynman1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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