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[title] => grave flowers in may
[time] => 2011-10-10 14:03:55
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[bodytext] => cold foot desert hand buried a secret obscurred by sand and he tells her shes beautiful and he knows he ll go to hell for who he is and what hes done in sunhine in night sky old and grey he is old and grey hes got the flowers in his hand kept his word i swear my love to you this feels like falling down the distance in between is so hard to beleive drops the flowers by the grave and in his head the replay the last he said to her ill bring u flowers every may mutters as he walks away freezed frame she suffocates [comments] => 0 [counter] => 78 [topic] => 48 [informant] => toxicchubakka [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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