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[title] => It Was Real
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[bodytext] => The withered arm reaches towards my own Grabs me, through my lips I moan The deep red mark that stains the arm Though myself I did not harm The pain, I feel I didn't know, it was real Skeletal fingers touch the ones of mine Changing myself, no longer sublime Demented hands now like those My strange new body, with a strange new pose The pain, I feel I didn't know, it was real A fine velvet cloak draped over my head I pray to find myself asleep in bed The velvet swished across my neck I don't worry I'll be awake in a sec The pain, I feel I didn't know, it was real I find it hard to breathe; I find it hard to stare I shut my eyes only to find that they’re not there This skin has pulled and gone away Disappeared as though a play The pain, I feel I didn’t know, it was real Still I can see, though my eyes aren’t there I find a mirror and into it I stare A black velvet cloak draped upon me A white skeletal body is all I see The pain, I feel I didn’t know, it was real I visit a person to tell them when to go All now are scared and now I know With one touch I became Death And all from one word, twas when I whispered ‘Macbeth” [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 43 [informant] => LucisLucy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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