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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Very Own Stalker
[time] => 2006-11-03 21:10:40
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[bodytext] => People always have reasons to do what they do best Most people dont annoy you But you just cant resist One, a fat chick The other an anorexic stick One ate the cast stone The other barely make a stink As the words twist around in your mouth I get this tangled sensation that opens up my lip A world within my fury that knows no bounds As it begins to rip The poles are equidistant From the central tendency of the width Passengers constantly ride to the exit Two pretty girls meet And they kiss Off to do each other Catch a dinner with a twist Something light and fulfilled Something to win her over Something tender and full of flavor And then this gift was given to me As I knew it right there and then This meaningful place suddenly Felt alive again, aging gracefully Just go along, lets pretend People are strange Relative to you and me There are no defined characteristics Which define being A functioning Adult human being Capable of rationalizing Exactly what the hell she means Rather like children People gratify themselves People love themselves And so it should be People care in between I made the mistake of contacting the dead Plucking my head From the can of worms I always dread Opened and splashed on my face With harmful parasites leeching to my skin I let the tear drop I let the weakness set in I made the mistake Of thinking twice Impulsively impolite Genuinely out of sight Its a part of me The cause to do right To be something Im not To lie, in an honest write To breath Instead of rot I made the mistake of believing Or not Having faith I consider it a waste I considered it a date With destiny I hesitate I consider this my fate I hope to God Im not too late There is nothing ahead of me _______ ___ [comments] => 1 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jyssvw [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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