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[aid] => mick
[title] => It Dawns on Me
[time] => 2006-08-13 18:06:42
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[bodytext] => She comes on strong, much like a dawn done wrong, abstract skyline, untouchable starlight, displayed across the heavens like a song giving hope for those that're lost in life's plight. I talk with the drive of a man who wants, wants to feel the touch of his special one. She receives with candor that openly flaunts what she has, and I am the only one. She leaves on the tail of the falling moon, hands holding fingers too small to be mine. She fades in the mist of new dawns white gloom, in the arms of her feminine new find. So I sing vainly till the morning comes, for she has the moon, so why love the sun? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 31 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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