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[title] => Words of an unfocused mind
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[bodytext] => My lady is widowed Her husdan so cold As i start to stinch The hollow heat stretches by the inch My darling, My darling I'm sorry I thought i was trying But dying, dying was something that was there I didn't want it, it just wanted me ____________________________________ My lady is sad So mangled and mad Twisted apathy in a bag I'm so sorry I'm glad, I'm sorry I swear I am glad you are happy I wish you weren't so sad If there was anything There will be again But if not, you will forever linger ____________________________________ I hope he's a dumb *** I know you are okay And i'm still dead You just stay I'll clean my head Love I loved you & that love loved to stay Like that love of the muse In the summer evening with the cool stars glow Whence in dreams on swing in our teens BOOM BOOMBOOM think something better something bigger A show Some over beligerance Under intoxic with lime Every body happy No ego exist We are just playing Playing guitars and drums And other **** I love it I love I died DEAD And made it here I finally get to wash off the blood So close now One hundred and eighty minutes With damage pride Selfish with the knowledge of The sick boys tossing black beads [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 25 [informant] => rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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