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[aid] => mick
[title] => UhHuh
[time] => 2006-05-10 21:29:04
[hometext] => i have no idea what's goin' on here.
[bodytext] => clearly I am wrong without a real notion you continue to move along with a heavy weight of disguised emotion and I'm suffocating... release me from this fire leather binding and it's all fine, I guess I felt it, but only once it then stood up and without hesitation it up and left. these dull razors immorally soothing fixated on destroying every delicacy within me. insecure feelings are just weeping strings a clouded mirage a fruitless being a mind unrested the soul forgets to sleep im just here and I'm drifting along.. where else could I be? where else should I be? for the sake of disposing cut wide open and exposing I sleep in pastures green all the while believing it's a dream the crowding of city streets tarred with asphalt and blackened with grief I'm just around I'm just here floating aimlessly like a leaf It would be easy to tear but I'm blinded by heat my reflection tarnished from years of smiling all the while dragging my feet here I sit damaged and broken left with guilt and an unfinished quilt that drapes on every word that you have spoken I've halted this heart until everything comes to an end I've tried to revel in the curve and in the bend but a message that's been sent cannot be resend and it's an acception within myself that we've all equaled out in the end. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Clementine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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