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[sid] => 12177
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => i MiSs YoU
[time] => 2003-02-08 09:30:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I kiss the cold lips of the dead girl
The stench of rotting flesh Fills my nose It's beautiful, like perfume I touch the rubber skin As if she can feel I hear the silence of death Filling the room She's gone and I am in a stoned blue haze Staring at the walls I cry to the moon cursing the gods I wish the sensation of death upon myself I walk to the edge and look down A hundred feet to my bliss I take the fall Now I am with her..... Forever [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Chaos666 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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