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[title] => Bed Ridden
[time] => 2005-06-06 19:09:33
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[bodytext] => I fell sick, tired, and used My body bloody, black and bruised The man out side stalks for hours I turn my head there he towers I cower in fear waiting for him He has no name, Not Billy nor Tim He calls himself, The Angel of Death And he’s here to watch my last Breath [comments] => 3 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 13 [informant] => suesan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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