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[title] => The Letter
[time] => 2011-01-03 00:10:09
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[bodytext] => The little boy walks on the beach In the distance , a shining bottle he sees Picks it up A Shiver goes down his spine The bottle changes into a book Of black and gold A Story runs through his mind 1844 Dear Emma I'm on my way to a far away land I wanted more than be friends But i knew I never stood a chance against Henry and his friends AND for the last half hour We've been surrounded by storms I might never see you again OH MY GOD, we've just been hit We are going down Goodbye my lover Goodbye my friend The golden book disappears Unseen by the Boy An old woman appears Next to him She touches his hand The cold shiver Run down his spine again And the story continue in his head Dear James You were always my lover Always my friend My marriage to Henry Was just in name To help the family But i could never tell you Could never show We needed the influence And the price i paid Was losing you I just want you to know I will always love you And the little boy knew How this story would end Somewhere in a far away land An old Man and Woman Are sitting on the Beach Holding hands [comments] => 0 [counter] => 118 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Dirkj [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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