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[sid] => 19708
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Fires of Hell
[time] => 2003-06-29 02:05:00
[hometext] => (A mother's love, is not always comforting.)
[bodytext] => The fires of hell burn me As I laugh in Satan's face The Chill freezes me to the bones As I laugh in Satan's face He cuts, he bruises, and breaks I smiles and laugh Anger flares in lucifer's eyes His determination makes me grin He cannot match what she has done He cannt create a pain that tortures my soul He is nothing, compared to her Oh! bring on the sweet pain! Let me forget in its pleasureable embrace [comments] => 2 [counter] => 254 [topic] => 39 [informant] => forsakensoul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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