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[time] => 2006-03-01 14:08:05
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[bodytext] => Streams of moonlight
Through dusty panes
Leaves an eerie glow
On sheets blood stains
Love gone wrong
Or so the story’s told
A tale as torrid
As it is old
His love was strong
He stood brave and tall
She sold her body
To one and all
He told her he loved her
Thought he could save
She scoffed at him
Sent him to his grave
He found her there
In seedy motel
Arguing with her
His heart felt like hell
Her pimp walked in
On a rampage came
She laughed at him
Saying he was a shame
The two men fought
Till the pimp’s knife
Took away his steam
Took away his life
She still walks the streets
Selling her wears
Taking drugs to allay
Her deepest fears
Only in the darkest hours
Does she think of him
And then heroin
Helps make the memory dim
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