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[title] => Suzey Had Me Once
[time] => 2004-06-23 17:27:14
[hometext] => Little can be held longer than a second, but cherish that second....
[bodytext] => Do you know who is on the street slow pathway home and I try to see all that is said for a thought in room skips the path of those who can’t I will let the world hold and share you Money dropped in by box So long ago I carried your banner What is the price of the star studded Pick your feelings in the remnants See the mountain burning in the sky Which of you dare color my world Some like to hear me play your songs Feeling of the wind as burst through See the breeze of loving her As the star raise its head above Sleep in the confides of believing in the end Earn the ticket while you kill the friend Voice is old and harsh but the words hold Willful is the sin of pleasure held In the palm of my hand Like the love from the sky Which will hold you in the ghetto Summer breeze sees the glory of life Got the fools eating out of my hand Cryptic lines fall across a world She hungers for in the night of passion Still to young to know the world Old enough to taste the water of life Cherishing all of the love she will ever hold She dances and prances to the mystic sound Each of my steps is lost in her arms Wanton rivers of livening flow past Traveling down a road that never ends In the life of memories set inside a thought Wasted on the pavement of money lost We share the little bottle she has brought [comments] => 1 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 48 [informant] => walt [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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