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[aid] => mick
[title] => The White Scythe
[time] => 2004-09-01 20:22:04
[hometext] => I like the grim reaper.
[bodytext] => Heart races with evil excitement,
Beating adrenaline to the mind.
Shifting gears to beat the wind,
Could this be your last time?
Kill that which prevents you
From acquring eternal chaos!
Something beside you,
feel it impose dark,
Can you beat this new evil?
I feel as though my scythe is not enough,
Can I acquire better strength?
Appears from the heavens and the bright,
Brings my darkness into light.
My white scythe, bringing justice,
Just, right, and for the greater good.
But should I return to be free to reign my evil?
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[informant] => DerPinguin44
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[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
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[score] => 9
[ratings] => 2
[editpoem] => 0
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[topicname] => DarkPoetry
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