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[sid] => 77585
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Black Knight
[time] => 2004-12-28 22:49:16
[hometext] => This is a metaphoric poem about the destruction of the most beautiful person in my life.
[bodytext] => The Black Knight aproaches the kingdoms main town. The towns people laugh, the wisemen frown. His intentions seem sincere but the wisemen doubt. Still, all are supportive, joyful screams shout. The Black Knight becomes the king with the crown. His reign would be longer than could have been known. The wisemen tried but it was imposible to remove him from the thrown. Consern grew for the Beautiful Kingoms wellbeing. The towns people were still oblivious without seeing. The seeds of deseption had been to well sown. After 10 short months The Black Knights patients wore thin. His greed and selfishness became his greatest sin. He began to destroy the Beautiful Kingdom. With merciless pillaging he destroyed its freedom. The wisemen watched, their heads were a spin. In 1 short month, the Beautiful Kindom fell. There was nothing left but an empty shell. The wisemen were powerless as the destruction was complete. The townspeople cried at the suddeness of their Beautiful Kingdoms defeat. The Black Knight could only sit and wait until he entered hell. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 39 [informant] => smooshable [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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