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[hometext] => It's difficult to determine if someone actually has feelings for you, if they're playing games or like someone else...
[bodytext] => Though the night brings the cold And the day of stories retold You’re a recurrent song in my head The melody soft and consuming At times it seems my undoing Others I bask in the sound Are you the piper of Hamelin? The weight in my stomach I believe bears truth The townspeople cried Oh Madeline, Madeline The piper of Hamelin The chill is back in the air Bringing a touch of your hair The scent intoxicates me Drunk on cracking dreams I wake, shaking in the night Withdrawal pours down my face But morning breaks The night is chased away By the warmth of the bed Where is the touch of skin? Oh Madeline, Madeline What do you expect then? Praying for attention To curb the growing apprehension I am just a flightless bird It is time for me to molt I no longer need these wings I’ve grown legs to stand alone The winter is receding Moss shakes the snowflakes off And land upon the grass Escaping the sun’s rays Oh Madeline, Madeline What can I expect then? My heart flutters noisily You seem to care, at least supposedly I can’t shake this constant ring At times almost silent But still shatters my sleep Other times, so heavy It’s hard to exhale But I’d like if I didn’t Smell of poppies sometimes Another renewal of hope Oh Madeline, Madeline Who do you love then? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 93 [topic] => 73 [informant] => Amicus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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