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[aid] => mick
[title] => poem 2
[time] => 2005-12-31 00:58:48
[hometext] => not so great either
[bodytext] => The knife, It plunges deeper. Letting my life, Seep out of me. The pain doesn't end. Does it ever? Plunging deeper, And deeper yet. Lots of pain. My heart, It is about to, EXPLODE!!! I can see, The fiery gates, Of Hell. The Devil himself, Sitting high upon his scorching, Red throne. With that evil glint, In his evil red eyes. A wickedly, Evil grin, Upon his face. Welcoming me, Into his home. So hot in here. I feel nothing, But the intense heat. Forever. Scorching, And burning, My hair, My flesh. Nothing left of me, But my burnt bones. Or maybe my ashes. The Devil himself. Satan. He's not a pretty sight. Uglier than anything I've ever seen. Scary-looking. Those red horns of his, Ablaze. My death is a happy day, Not a sad one. Don't cry, [comments] => 2 [counter] => 310 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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