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[title] => Dinner with a stranger
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[bodytext] => In a gloomy room that the hope fears where people can't cry except bloody tears A table was there with only two seats where life and happiness never meets while screams are the soundtrack of the scene and dead bodies on the ground have been and a fresh heart on a plate is there a meal for a beast of a shape eyes can't bare eating in relish while blood flows on his tongue then feeling its smell running in his lung looked at me and in savageness he smiled as a snake that finally found his prey in wild " why people fear you " I asked " because with their life they think they are basked " the answer came in a rough voice " as when I come they always have no choice or maybe they know their deadly fate then I appear and it becomes too late to repent or even to do any good and then everything appear to be a falsehood for example that heart is my favorite kind full of sins and from truth it was blind " " so you take only the dirty hearts " I said " although the one who is lost is the one who will dread but I am something predestined ahead and no one remains alive and no one won't be dead " That was his answer and then he went away like a flame of a candle in the middle of a day It seems he is not the devil or even a beast and he wasn't about to eat me at least I got another chance to breathe another breath as I invited for my dinner none other than the death [comments] => 5 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 13 [informant] => konswa [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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