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[aid] => mick
[title] => Lines In The Sand
[time] => 2005-09-15 01:34:24
[hometext] => This was my first attempt at poetry in almost twelve years... so, lemme know what you think...
[bodytext] => Now I've seen the lines in the sand, Where in your wretched heart, the place that I stand. To everyone else, you claim you're above me, yet when we're alone, you tell me you love me. Again I've seen the lines in the sand, my pain you've caused, you could never comprehend. It was you who had lied, you did it more everyday, with more and more men, did your cheap affections stray.. I can't believe just how I fell for you, yet another stupid thing, I would go and do. I loved you, you played me, its all the same, ripped apart were my emotions, in your sick twisted game. The lines in the sand, they've been drawn once more, Me, now I'm a better person, but you're still a cheap whore. It annoys the hell out of me, that I'm such a nice guy, because why then would I wish, you'd just shrivel up and die.. I know these are rotten things, that no one should ever say, theres the door girl, get out, don't stay.... The pain that you've caused, can never be undone, now without you my hearts gotten lighter, no longer weighing a ton.. What you've done to me, now hopefully you do comprehend, visible for everyone to see, just like the lines in the sand! [comments] => 4 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 75 [informant] => Twysted_Fate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 22 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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