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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Deaths Beast
[time] => 2004-03-29 20:12:00
[hometext] => This poem is about a dream I had...
[bodytext] => Cold with remorse is lingers on us with its entrails removed. It’s the predator and were its prey. In its eyes were a feast. The mass holds it together by the joints. Greedy and glutenous it seeks for more. Its pointy fingers searching each name and number We sit to mourn the fallen. Its carnivorous habits let it get away. Red eyes and steel bones. This beast cant be tamed. One wrong makes this beast right Each action with its consequence. Its inhales all in its path. The only thing it leaves behind is piles of bones. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Mortis-Dark [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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