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[aid] => mick
[title] => Watching Over My Mistress
[time] => 2004-06-03 21:01:28
[hometext] => This one goes out to you Shelby.
[bodytext] => She hid in the shadows for centuries on in, with the moonlight caressing her pale skin. She is out to find her master, the child of the night, for he is the one, who did her in.. She walks the lands, in the darkest of nights, filling others lives with fright. She is beyond all beauty, and lures in anyone she so chooses, For her life is already lost, she has no care for who she abuses. She will slain a four hundred pound man, with nothing more than one hand. She will take life after life, until she is with her man. Midnight's mistress is what she is called, and she will walk this land, Until all of the stars have fallen. She roams through the night, looking for the child of the night. Little did she know, I was already there, watching over her and, Sending the darkest whispers out into the air. I deal with all of the darkness, that brings my mistress fear. For that night of her becoming my queen is almost near. I listen to her as she calls out my name, luring me closer to each bloodlust game. The scent of death pulls me closer each, and every night, But I must not take her feed, for it is not right. Being the child of the night, and ones master, is harder than one could ever imagine. Always watching my mistress sniff out my scent, I wonder if she will really know which way I went. The night will come that surpasses all, when all of London will hear darkness call, And on that night, my mistress will be in awe. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Rylo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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