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[sid] => 92430
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => house
[time] => 2005-04-27 12:41:52
[hometext] => i dont know if i like this, I haven't wrote any poems in a while so this is the first so let me know what you think please.
[bodytext] => Early morning, And the sun is rising, The air is crisp, And the dew is turning to vapor. All seems well, Until you step through the door, And feel the deep dread. You walk further in the house, And notice the puddle, You’re standing in. Looking down you see, The liquid puddle, is really blood. Following the bloody puddle trail, You come to her body. Pain now over comes you, your stomach is in knots, And the only word, You can seem to get out is, “Why?” [comments] => 2 [counter] => 416 [topic] => 13 [informant] => karmen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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