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[sid] => 124251
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Please Dont Kill My Heart Again
[time] => 2006-08-09 04:52:17
[hometext] => Name says it all... she entered my forbiden door, took a piece of my heart, and left it in a cold icy patch to die.
[bodytext] => For so long I was so sure and then she entered through my door a door that wasn’t meant to be boarded up and locked with bolts she wandered there through and through stepping over my dead past like an empty cemetery of everything that’s missed. She walked over to my withered heart and stopped to look upon it it was still for but a minute then it beat faintly once and she picked it up so carefully and kissed it lightly; with her soft lips. It beat a little stronger now and the sun came over head clearing all those gloomy clouds drying up the wet from rain creating a rainbow throughout my cemetery deep inside I felt the glowing warming my cold lifeless heart then she set it down again in an icy patch as she walked away I could feel it start to freeze a tear falling from my cheeks I began to feel a chill I looked inside and noticed my heart has once again been killed I looked at the piece missing torn apart from my ripped heart with it still bleeding I looked down upon the blue puddle forever around it my broken heart frozen in its time darkness coming over head I watched the rainbow fade my life wishing it would get away. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 8 [informant] => Shattered_soul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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