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[sid] => 89294
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Craving Love
[time] => 2005-03-30 03:20:42
[hometext] => I wrote this when i couldint sleep, its about feelings ive had inside after my first real crush
[bodytext] => What’s wrong with me I just don’t understand it I thought I would have it once, but I just couldn’t grab it These feelings I want so deeply inside But I just sit at home and I wonder why I’ve suffered through death but ill leave that to rest But this feeling I want is deep inside my chest I’ve tried so hard to find a woman to love But they keep getting away, like trying to catch a dove I know it’s pathetic but I don’t care I just want to hold her like a teddy bear But every time I think I’ve found someone to love They just fly away with fear of my love The first time it happened I couldn’t explain it So I tried to hide it, by locking and chaining it Because of what I felt I looked out side I just stared at her wanting to die I waited to long and my crush flew away And I think of her when I see them today What’s wrong with me I wonder in my head? What’s in me that’s so easy to dread? It happened again but this time I didn’t deny I talked to her and tried to catch her myself But she became another one on the shelf But she wasn’t lost I thought to myself Maybe if I befriend her ill take her for myself For awhile after my failed first date, I tried to impress her Thinking of new ways I sat to ponder Thinking the next day she would like me back Why did I even think about that? For she flew away into the sky With an invisible capture that I never saw eye to eye This time I felt worse than before But not because I liked her any more Because I cant have what I want to dread A woman to love and hold near my head Why can’t I have it I wonder at night? Maybe it’s because I don’t put up much of a fight Is there something I’m missing that they adore? Why is finding what I desire such a chore? Why do I feel like such a bore? I don’t care about the scares that they have tore [comments] => 1 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 22 [informant] => skadmatrix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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