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[sid] => 78934
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Crucified
[time] => 2005-01-07 21:19:43
[hometext] => ~this is not belief, this is agony. You ask,
[bodytext] => hills of laughter her footsteps forever embedded the weeds and flowers living and dying the dead offering to the living bowed at the hands of fate the hills overgrown with desire where the strong feast the weak serve traces of wounding echo through the canyons the surrounding hills in their beauty where she lay is rot the cycle of deliverance nothing left but mud the simple weeds that remain to haunt the deed where the destroyer strives the giver surrenders those that see good produce evil abolish the thought of good intentions the hills of laughter weep in the wake of the bloodless sacrifice the pain of the act that divides the strong from the weak the destroyer from the giver is amplified personified in her name she is innocence killed a long time ago on the eve of human desire the weeds overtook the hill devoured her beauty the destroyer chased her through the thorns through the daisies and she unknowing of evil believed nothing of harm who killed sweet innocence on the eve of human desire who mourns the hill of laughter the destroyer of the righteous on the hill rose three crosses this is no bloodless sacrafice these bodies unrecognizable He rose her from the grave gave her life and in her name He was crucified [comments] => 7 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 25 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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