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[aid] => mick
[title] => Becoming Deaf to Love
[time] => 2006-12-02 07:27:05
[hometext] => Just sat down and came up with this over the past half an hour... I'm really interested in feedback on this. It's the most truthful of my feelings that I've posted.
[bodytext] => I remember the touch of love her breath as she reached in to kiss - but stopped suddenly just to look into my eyes and smile because she knew she had me and yet never to realize the small and fragile girl was stronger than I could ever be A time before the sour smells cheap thoughts, expensive drinks boozed and giggly creatures eager to shared their cold bed - just once and forget your name in the morning thinking that theirs is the only broken heart because a boys a temporary thing too frequent an object to hold onto I remember the words of love she would say with wet eyes while I’d hide mine - and try to catch my breath with a voice inside telling me that I couldn’t be enough with heart so willing to prove I am because nothing could ever compare to the simple joy of her heart and mind A time before I woke alone silent and lost in the meaningless of the games of the real world hungover and phone calls from a girl who want to know me this week impressed by my honest eyes still willing to strip me of a little meaning and leave me with nothing to fight for with no reason to listen if the words come again; “I’ll love you forever” 2/12/06 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 21 [informant] => one-curly-fry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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