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[aid] => mick
[title] => Fidelity
[time] => 2011-12-26 04:53:25
[hometext] => When angels fall.
[bodytext] => Guidance I am to convey, for those who feel astray. But to complete the message, it takes two. Because what I am preaching may be fiction, but that doesn't make it untrue. A bedside story to make one sleep at night, or a levee so you don't have to take the fight. Call it what you want but I am the flying light; the messenger of might. Once I was not alone in the sky, alas, I am now the last of my kind. Though, that doesn't change my mission or mind. I vowed to always answer the call, but my feathers have now begun to fall. ----------------------------------- Cont. I am afraid of what I know is going to transpire. I cannot escape this fate for it is the will of sire. My wings will turn ash black and my light will be taken away. For now I am the messenger - of death and decay. This is not what I wanted to be and now I will never be free. But you will, I'm here to take thee. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 118 [topic] => 13 [informant] => balto [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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