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[aid] => mick
[title] => Love??
[time] => 2003-12-31 19:15:30
[hometext] => This poem is wierd. It's like an arguement with myself. (lol, I'm not a skitzo) I try to stop myself from falling in love. I doubt people will relate, but please read! :)
[bodytext] => I have an identity You are meaningless All men are created equal I'm as valuable as you I love you for your compassion A compassion just like mine Not afraid to search the depths That lies within Fallen into oneself We tread oppisite paths Yet I can feel your warmth Forsaken I feel cold I crave it I crave you I don't need you Leave me alone Leave me unaltered The way I've always been Alone I love you I hate the way I love you You have been loved before I haven't I've only loved All beckons have been denied I hate you An identity so false Friend or foe? I'll never know All I know is that I love you I love you for caring Or at least pretending to I'll never know You make me feel like I'm worth something I'm still here All of the times we've fallen We've fallen for each other We have something What is it? Is it love? It can ne'er be! No one has ever loved me Yet you tell me that you love me... You tell me that I mean something I've never meant anything To anybody I've never tried to be But always wanted to be Important Friend or foe? I'll never know All I know is that I love you I despise myself for loving you [comments] => 3 [counter] => 355 [topic] => 43 [informant] => SkYYBLu [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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