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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Enemy
[time] => 2005-07-04 15:33:08
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[bodytext] => I am at her mercy. THe tension fills the room. She can sence my fear, I know it. She makes me doubt my self, I will not give into her will. I will not let her brake me. Her words are knives, cutting me. Her forked tounge are the rope that binds me. She forces me into submission. Pinning me to the ground. The ropes be come thorny vines, ripping me. I break free from her mighty grip, and I run. Blood and tears soaking my body, Paining me to run further. I try to hide in the darkness, But her blind eyes seek me out. I collapse in the light, A place not even her shadow can penetrate. My hero decends from and unknown haven. And battles the enemy. He takes me up in his arms. I am finally able to rest, in comfort, in love, in safety. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 11 [informant] => PentecostalPunk777 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
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