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[title] => In the Moonlight
[time] => 2012-03-25 00:50:39
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[bodytext] => The moons light washes over me, Thinking of all the the things that I wished would be. Thoughts always racing through my mind, Sometimes there is so many I just go blind. Blind to the world, I just can't see, All of these things, going down around me. So many people just walk on by, They don't even notice the tears that I cry. I always feel that I'm in so much pain, Some times its so bad I think I'll go insane. I feel this pain will never end, And this rip in my soul will never mend. Beaten down and broken apart, That Is what has happened to my very heart. I put my trust and love in one girl, I thought she was going to be my world. Now all broken I see I was wrong, Nothing left but the broken lines of our song. Our song of happiness un-compared, Is now one of complete despair. You would think after the first time I would learn, But I'm so filled with love and it's what I yearn. So now I lay here thinking about entering my final sleep, I just can't help but start to weep. As I bring the knife closer to my chest, I keep telling my self this is for the best. No one cares to have me here, No one ever stops to give my an ear. Then a voice coming from some were deep in my mind, tells me, "this is where you belong," "if not to find happiness, then to keep people from playing your sad song." [comments] => 2 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Darkwolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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