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[aid] => mick
[title] => Below
[time] => 2006-04-12 01:31:57
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[bodytext] => Below the sheets I lay here cold All alone, no one to hold No man to touch to caress my skin No eyes to see to sink right in No hot breath to feel on me No taste to taste, no fantasy Just a lonely bed, as cold as stone Nowhere to hide when you're all alone It’s oh so quiet I can hear the clock tick As I Pray for the next day to come around quick © Lynn Cowman [comments] => 3 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 22 [informant] => TheStoryTeller [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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