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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Dreams
[time] => 2004-02-12 15:32:34
[hometext] => well believe it...
[bodytext] => could you see it... at the back of each suburban dream dropped the bucket of senses at seventeen i was wondering when it could come to light just now it might well whatever that means. disallusioned in the back of the car the hours wane on i'm thinking too hard whenever i get out of here i'll chart a letter so blue the sky will turn dark. hey i need it... oh no i'm not quite tripping the road i'll sicken myself before i lose a load much as this feels like that episode the calm resolve could be a suited mode. paint me a picture in a color of words sing a song in rythm with what you heard stupid it sounds and that sounds right but watch me bite in a tune so absurd. take a memo, stick it away somewhere find it later, wonder why you were there something's wrong but figure it after first move it on front page to chapter well believe it... i've come to know a better time of day wishing it in while i can only pray the sleepless nights of repeated fights will surface resolve or maybe go away. no i'm not feeling so under the weather i'm just thinking hey well whatever getting better means i'm not much better the procession could get lost in letters. take this memo, hide it away somewhere get it later, wonder why i was there something's wrong but figure it after first move on it front page to chapter oh, moving so slow... so, maybe you don't know... this looks like to be the middle again no beginning or end but lost in a blend count it up to dissapear right at ten we're still here now well go and then. i think i might forget all these dreams why remember i don't know what they mean i pushed myself and then messed up myself cut that's a wrap and out of this scene. trash the memo, and don't tell me where let's start over because i don't care everything's wrong but i can't after i've moved this page to another chapter [comments] => 4 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 48 [informant] => remy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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