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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Proud Man Walks
[time] => 2006-07-04 06:01:47
[hometext] => I wote this poem in memory of my Grandad who died this year. My skills with words are limited but i as a person that studies song lyrics and meanings very closly i was able to sit down and use the words of song artists i study and admire.
[bodytext] => A Proud Man Walks by Scott J.R Temple A Proud Man Walked today, A walk of life taken alone To grace the dawn of new beginning Down the shinning paths of stone Time no longer matters, possessions now just a brand Our proud man is walking kidnapped to the promise land. Want to get out but miss your sense around, It all seems to quiet now, not a laugh, not a cry not a sound Inside just pale walls of routine A view of only air where life should be. Where is our proud man, how can he be seen? Life now gives stale taste of void Everything of meaning feels completely destroyed The sunshine it fades away, Syllables have now disappeared, All can see that its true No ghost among us just a reflection of you. Sleep can’t hide the thoughts splitting through my mind No more can I grieve, fantastic memories I have to find. Repeated Words from you once stroked, But now bruise tired lips These highest thoughts of you, As high as mountain tips. Future hopes and dreams lay bursting at the seems But our proud mans walk will reach an end His spirit, presence and feeling still to lend This proud man has risen and its set This proud man we will never forget [comments] => 4 [counter] => 227 [topic] => 52 [informant] => temp [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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