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[title] => The Stars Have Distanced Themselves
[time] => 2006-03-16 22:56:29
[hometext] => One night, the self and I struggled for meaning. This is what we concluded. I hope it reads well.
[bodytext] => Sometimes its hard separating the distances locked in thoughts of exsistence and torn between the struggles of everyday life. Where is the happy medium between the grand and here. She, the individual, plays a pivotal role for here and now. But visions of immensity perplexes the mind to carry the other soul to non-exsistence. I'm drunk now and sit in wonderment of your anger, knowing probably what the matter is. I've never been good at domestic cleanliness. I still write to you, everyday, even though I no longer take communion. The gates of heaven require a larger faith than I give to you. Isn't it annoying that the immense gives birth to the glorification of a love between man and wife. Despite, perhaps in spite, of what everything you hear, you are and always were there when a thought blossomed on my lips. The grandness leads me to the sanctuary of arms I've always known and kisses that are still as sweet. Love is the connection somehow between the grand and the universe of one. Where is this place, my place in this world. The oneness, my niche, my fame I've always counted on, my difference. All I've discovered was my intoxication level has lowered and the stars have distanced themselves. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 263 [topic] => 43 [informant] => eggflipper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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