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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Fruits Of Sin's Atoning
[time] => 2002-07-13 13:48:31
[hometext] => The Fruits Of Sin's Atoning
[bodytext] => There’s no way of knowing
Which direction I am going Are the fires of hell glowing? Are the demons down there moaning? Yes! So my danger must be growing As my fear starts flowing What fruits will I be sowing? From the seeds of sin’s atoning As my flesh starts creeping The sirens sing their song of weeping While the damned souls are sleeping Lucifer there screaming About the rewards he hopes to be reaping Across his lips fleeting A wicked grin showing I suppose it should be a warning Of the fruit’s of sins atoning [comments] => 1 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 13 [informant] => J_Ganey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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