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Array ( [sid] => 102189 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Unwanted Tears [time] => 2005-07-28 11:09:25 [hometext] => (pain is love) [bodytext] => Chaotic creations are havoc in the streets, no one can tell why they need to be seen. Its just some kid using HIS way to be heard, and asking for help. No one knows why he does it this way, maybe its because he doesn't know how, or what
to say. The reason he tries is because he's tired of his unheard cries, his unrealized tears of all of his fears, are being ignored by all he adored. Because of his imperfections in so many directions, cause different objections, by the ones he loves, and cares so much about. He seems to always try, but is answered with thee unwanted doubt, from the ones who should want. He'll have his words for life, its too bad no one will listen, he can't understand why they need to be missing out. Whatever its about, he'll never understand, even though he expands the thoughts in his mind, he'll never find the key to turn back the time. You can call him blind, because he never saw it coming. All of his familly and friends he wishes no harm, so don't be alarmed. He'll do all that he can, to become a man which now-a-days seems to be in high demand. He means every word that he writes, because he writes them with heart, and he prays the family he loves will never grow apart. The one who needs to see inside, has no intentions to divide, but the one thats out of touch, who he loves so much, needs to see why he needs to defy this unwanted cry. Hopefully one day, the one who needs to see, will help my heart drenching tears to cease. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Skip83 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
Unwanted Tears

Contributed by Skip83 on Thursday, 28th July 2005 @ 11:09:25 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Chaotic creations are havoc in the streets, no one can tell why they need to be seen. Its just some kid using HIS way to be heard, and asking for help. No one knows why he does it this way, maybe its because he doesn't know how, or what
to say. The reason he tries is because he's tired of his unheard cries, his unrealized tears of all of his fears, are being ignored by all he adored. Because of his imperfections in so many directions, cause different objections, by the ones he loves, and cares so much about. He seems to always try, but is answered with thee unwanted doubt, from the ones who should want. He'll have his words for life, its too bad no one will listen, he can't understand why they need to be missing out. Whatever its about, he'll never understand, even though he expands the thoughts in his mind, he'll never find the key to turn back the time. You can call him blind, because he never saw it coming. All of his familly and friends he wishes no harm, so don't be alarmed. He'll do all that he can, to become a man which now-a-days seems to be in high demand. He means every word that he writes, because he writes them with heart, and he prays the family he loves will never grow apart. The one who needs to see inside, has no intentions to divide, but the one thats out of touch, who he loves so much, needs to see why he needs to defy this unwanted cry. Hopefully one day, the one who needs to see, will help my heart drenching tears to cease.




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Re: Unwanted Tears (User Rating: 1 )
by RavenShadows on Thursday, 28th July 2005 @ 12:18:57 PM AEST
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Nicely written...good job.




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