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[aid] => mick
[title] => My mind
[time] => 2006-03-07 23:41:46
[hometext] => My thoughts
[bodytext] => As I look in the eyes of the monster All I see is death I want to escape from it's sight But it's hard to look away When everything around you is dead I lose my mind and soon my soul To the beast that never dies If I try to run It will surely catch me...... No use in running When there is nowhere to run No use in caring When there is nobody to care about No use to rely on hope When there is no hope to be found We all stare at the monster We are all it's slaves We can not run away We can only cry We are are born perfect In the eyes of a mother So why do we cry When the monster That we fear Is the very monster That we stare at everyday in the mirror of shame Let these words be your wisdom (only love those who don't want to be loved) (only care for those who don't want to be cared for) (only feed those who don't want to be fed) (only hate those who don't want to be hated) (only save those who don't want to be saved) Final words: In life there is a path that splits two ways Some people will tell you that this path is right Others will tell you different But all we have that seperates me from you(reader) and everybody else Is two things..... 1.Gender 2.The will to make your own choices Don't let anyone take that from you (2) Cause then nothing seperates you from a pet (you may not agree with me, but at least think about it) [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 63 [informant] => diablohate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => hbadday )
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