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[aid] => mick
[title] => outside beauty-deception
[time] => 2005-03-04 16:03:35
[hometext] => dark and tells a story.
[bodytext] => a story now begins as a child cries alone an angel starts a flight and a child falls from grace. The rain was pouring down everything grew dark def to all sound but the beating of her heart An angel did apear as a mother began to scream An angel of sheer beauty with glowing wings of color her heart begins to slow now she's really scared it's far too late no turning back now the angel whispers softly "child i am sorry it's time to go, give in, relax, it's all ok." the child yells at her angel who's come to take her home... "NO! it's not my time to go! i'm just a kid! It's not too late! i can feel the rain falling on my face!!!" Now even the angel begins to cry "child when it rains it washes the world with hope, it's sent to cleanse the pain all the suffering on this earth... even i can feel the rain..." Now the child grows comfused "i do not understand, suicides a sin, and i may regret this question, but why are you here for me?" The shinning angel smiles sweetly as her wings of every color melt away to ash. Then her beautiful blue-green eyes fade until they've turned black. The angel now extends her hand... "hello, my name is lucifer i've come to take you home..." Now the story ends as a mother cries for help police arrive too late and a child goes to hell... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 31 [informant] => purplestary [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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