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[sid] => 47726
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Echoing Corridor.
[time] => 2004-05-16 05:24:15
[hometext] => Its about darkness breaking every hing you have, but when it is touched with som thing pure, it runs away, opening windows of brightness.
[bodytext] => Long winding corridor. Haunted echoes calling to me. I’m runny through ever-lasting shadows. Searching for the door, to set me free. I hear whispers beside me. I feel death brushing against my skin. Noise booms through my head. As more pain gets sucked within. My heart is thudding. My breath, tight. My cheeks feel on fire. My soul rising to the night. I want to escape this dark world. Get out alive. Ghosts are chasing me. Haunting, me. Until I don’t want to survive. I don’t want to give in. But I find I can’t stay here. I stop, still, in my tracks. Down my cheek runs a tear. The monsters stop in front of me. Eyes whitened, Full of fear. The droplet splashes on the floor. The darkness disappears. For something pure, Can beat the shadows. Something strong, Can open windows. And living things rise from this. And golden rays, Send a warm kiss. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 43 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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