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[aid] => mick
[title] => Untitiled
[time] => 2002-07-17 16:27:21
[hometext] => I have no comment
[bodytext] => The long tolls I render upon myself through the midnight hour Wither's through thy beaten soul eating without care, To look upon my face with much glower Is taking thy life into much painfull despair, Thus my only love I seek upon her bed of rest Would not neither be there nor near, For thy love alone is what I quest, And losing her is much as i fear With lies hidden secretely within her bosom they set, Telling not I, not a single soul in her creation For thy love to no not forget, Than upon my bed of rest we had relation Upon mountains up high with flying birds i seek And through the deepest lake with swimming fish i wonder, That her and only her my love I bespeak, Before thy heart collapse and asunder's As the midnight's hour turns to dawn a new, I still wilter to not retrieve her heart that I sought, But all i wanted was her heart with mine to imbue, No more, for I sleep into the day with much distraught. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 25 [informant] => patch81 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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