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[sid] => 44317
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Thousand Year Old Tale
[time] => 2004-04-22 16:05:31
[hometext] => .........some tales are endless........some have no beginning...........is martyrdom fruitess........is giving up sinning........
[bodytext] => Let me tell you of a story 'bout a little girl lost sank down beneath the quarry for she was clearly tossed it's a simple saddened tale the players all have their bits the moral is how they failed someone's lesson of near hits if you sit real quiet and listen be very still and hear it's about a light that no longer glistens with one long lonely tear it's a story one knows by proxy livened up with cries of woe gathered with misused moxy left no where else to go tells of searching in vain for freedom stolen from her at the cradle a sick queen in her nighmarish kingdom and how she dealt malice from her ladle a little girl's quest for belonging a door shut at all the turns a life of evil's fawning with every bridge she's crossed to burn but amidst her forest walls banishment for all their sins she was found by her charming one so tall and he gave her his love to believe in now she abides with him wherever he'll be be it by moonlight or rising sun yet all the darkness he cannot see for their voices have only just begun and when he calls and cannot find her she's lost just out of reach holding her screams in so they'll not stir then his life she can't impeach for it's when beside him she can't break through in slumber through the haze she wakes to feel their evil brew laughing at her beyond the maze if she's quiet so as not to wake him if she runs afar so as not to hear she'll ignore sanity's reaper ever so grim and smile past her fears caught beneath her dungeon floor she's trapped between the past and now drudging closer to the bridge near his door and all that life with him might endow a story of one so hauntingly lost never really has an end be it happily ever after crossed which way is she supposed to bend the path for light is there to take half a bridge past the road too narrow no conditions on love is her gambled stake she'll be home free at the cry of the sparrow laughter through the melieu tears through the pain quips, she has a few but she's still waiting for the rain this tale can end in kaleidosope prose or maybe just some ancient ode she'll never run too far he'll suppose and she thinks his love will handle the load [comments] => 5 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 48 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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