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[sid] => 38001
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Sleeping in the Graveyard
[time] => 2004-03-09 17:50:24
[hometext] => I pass A LOT of graveyards on my way home. I love them so.
[bodytext] => I pass the graveyard, and see the tombstones. I think of the decaying bodies that lie beneath the ground, just waiting for me to join them. “Not yet, my sweets,” I whisper to them. But tonight I will join you. For I belong among the dead. * * * * * That night I silently sneak through the gate, wearing the black dress I wear for ever visit. I stand in the light of the moon, soaking in the scent of death, so sweet and dark. I dance among the spirits that inhabit this place, so much kinder than living people... We frolic in the dark, with them, I do belong. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 13 [informant] => WorthlesSanity666 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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