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[title] => Hearts In Danger
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[bodytext] => It's cold outside, another rainy day she just sits quiet, nothing to say while he sips his drink, pretends to read and gets caught up, in ignoring everything and they're aren't happy, and neither sad they don't feel anything, that's just as bad she's tried holding on, he's tried letting go both so reluctant, but nothing to show The day fades slow, another night to go to lay down next to, the one you loathe he takes a breath, and slips in bed pulls up the blankets, and turns his head and there's her face, a sleeping angel he used to love, now he feels strangled locked up tight, he knows there's no escape she pretends to sleep, praying to dream her life away Lay down and sleep pretend you feel something and fake it till it bleeds you know you'll never get anywhere this way, you know you'll never move on when you play for keeps you risk it all, this is what you get and it's being together forever with a perfect stanger, and it's too late now our hearts are in danger, my heart is in danger How did something once so good turn to this misunderstood mix of emotions that drowned in the oceans of the tears we shed just trying to get closer? How did something once so alive die so quickly in front of our eyes? I guess we moved into it a little too fast sometimes love gets killed in process of simply trying to make it last [comments] => 1 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 43 [informant] => girlg0newrong [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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