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[sid] => 754
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Never Satisfied
[time] => 2002-07-19 18:28:07
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I rip off a piece of your distempered carrion in hunger
Finding that the taste is no longer to my liking You’re spoiling, rotting alive Death is fusing to your flesh I frantically cling to you and dig deeper into you I find what I need, I taste the tender insides and satisfaction is met for one last night But I know it is the last meal I will have You drift in and out of consciousness as I decide whether or not to spare you…. But … I am a hunter and I love the chase If I kill him now then how long will it be before I get another stalker … another player in the game? So I let him go … Always looking over my shoulder now wondering when and if he will return to finish the game .............. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 22 [informant] => MizQwikSylver [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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