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[aid] => mick
[title] => Untitled Thriller ~By: Tony Shaneyfelt
[time] => 2007-04-04 11:10:34
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Oh my stealthy friend, how did you get behind me? I can ask you later, if you could just remind me That is, of course, if you can find the time As I devoted minutes, just to make this rhyme You knew that I was weak, and clinging to my life Behind me you did sneak, while singing to your knife The knife that stabs me, Why? who knows in this thriller I can ask, but you will lie, kudos to you killer No motive or dream can top your little trick Live to move unseen, My back, the knife, you'll stick I fall to my demise, I tried to stand my ground To revisit all those lies, my heart was sand, I found I now beg "Replacement!" this gap in need of filler That right there, the climax, of this untitled thriller. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 13 [informant] => lifeslittleangel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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