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[aid] => mick
[title] => The End Of The Story
[time] => 2011-04-02 16:31:14
[hometext] => He used me, abused me, then left me on the curb like yesterdays garbage...
[bodytext] => Like humming birds are drawn to nectar I could not fight the way I felt Love lingered and boiled inside of me Unfair was the passion I had been dealt Every waking moment was haunted With this unsatisfiable desire I loved him in all ways possible He was the fuel for my fire Any little way I could speak to him Was taken and used without a thought Never was those few moments enough In the end only more pain was brought Every chance he reminded me There was no comparison to him But like a picture in a museum From any taking, my heart was banned The want became more painful Each and every day The battle became to much Tears that once could be soothed away quickly Came rapidly now with every thought Never would he know the passion He did not believe this young girls love I watched him fade away slowly That was the final push and shove I did not kill myself that night Though I would not say I truly lived I try to run away from reminders Of the love I would never get I knew I was never good enough Not strong enough, not brave And though I tried with all of my heart The relationship I could not save He holds on to my mistakes I tried to make amends But like everything else in my life In sadness and me left broken Is how this story ends [comments] => 0 [counter] => 132 [topic] => 48 [informant] => ravenshadows [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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