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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rollercoaster
[time] => 2005-10-13 17:56:26
[hometext] => it describes the loss of my first love, the idea came as i was walking.
[bodytext] => Rollercoaster You once told me this has all been one crazy rollercoaster ride But that at some point the tracks have to stop And you crash We crashed We are both lying amid the wreckage of everything we had Of everything we wanted We are not hurt No visible cuts or broken bones Wait At the back of my tongue I start to taste metallic It spreads slowly and invades my entire mouth Blood is trickling from my throat Internal bleeding Not from a vein, from the heart itself My heart beat is irregular It must have broken on the impact of our fall from happiness I try to swallow it I don’t choke, but I can’t breathe properly either Soon I can’t breathe at all My vision starts to blur The world around me; your body laying next to mine Turns crimson Slowly My eyes fill with blood Soon they spill over Drops which for all the world sees as my life’s elixir Feels like tears But they glide down the side of my nose Pool at my nostrils I can taste I can see I can feel And now I can smell it I still don’t breathe Am I dead? Who’s to say that when we stop breathing forever we are dead? This, right now feels like death Maybe they have it wrong Maybe life is death And death is our freedom from living I wish I could breathe [comments] => 6 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 44 [informant] => lanabear [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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