Array ( [sid] => 142040 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The true story of Saint Valentine [time] => 2008-05-01 09:45:41 [hometext] => I never cared for the story so it occured to me that I should write my own. [bodytext] => Please forgive me,
I am prone to having fits
And killing lovers.
If you cannot see,
The river where I left you is a lake.
The home that I knew is a cell.
This will be my last letter,
This will be my last day,
You will know me again soon enough my dear,
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The true story of Saint Valentine
Date: Thursday, 1st May 2008 @ 09:45:41 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: Zork

Please forgive me,
I am prone to having fits
And killing lovers.
If you cannot see,
The river where I left you is a lake.
The home that I knew is a cell.
This will be my last letter,
This will be my last day,
You will know me again soon enough my dear,
Signed Valentine

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