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[sid] => 105977
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => In Paris, during a full moon
[time] => 2005-09-19 00:23:44
[hometext] => watch american werewolf in paris and read to get a back ground
[bodytext] => You wear a mask now To hide your true face I know why and how You're looking for grace But you'll never find it Looking for it here In Paris, during a full moon She says, 'eat my heart out It's the only thing that saves. Its what keeps the pain at bay. I fear the taste of blood, For it mite turn me back Into the thing I hate.' She kisses me softly With a gun to my head she says,'I'm sorry, But you are dead' I was always a sucker for a pretty face In Paris, during a full moon She says, 'eat my heart out It's the only thing that saves. Its what keeps the pain at bay. I fear the taste of blood, For it mite turn me back Into the thing I hate.' This hollow feeling is settling One touch and I'll shatter Cause I got nothing left You turned me into you Unable to really feel watch the moon rise In Paris, during a full moon She says, 'eat my heart out It's the only thing that saves. Its what keeps the pain at bay. I fear the taste of blood, For it mite turn me back Into the thing I hate.' [comments] => 1 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 13 [informant] => emokid [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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