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[aid] => mick
[title] => Heavenly Hatred of the Damned
[time] => 2007-01-17 21:07:01
[hometext] => It never truely was me to begin with, was it? (Okay. I usually always ryhme. But lately I've been just writing like a free write. Please feel free to criticize. And pleasant comments are always appreciated also.)
[bodytext] => It was never me he wanted. It was the girl that I've known forever. All those lies he wispered in my ear, All those lies that I kept fall ing for, Are forever burned into my mind I really thought he cared I really thought that he saw me more as just some other girl Why is it always her? And why is it NEVER me? I thought that this was finally the one. That THIS was real. But no, It was just another pretended fate. How could I let my defense down, Even for a minuter? I trusted him with my heart And now I'm on the verge of breaking. I felt so loved. So needed. What happened? Why couldn't I be the one to finally end with a happy ending? Even though, I don't deserve the fate of happiness. I didn't even deserve a glimpse of true happiness. I never even had a REAL chance at an happy ending to begin with. I never had a real chance at love. But still... I look at him and long for what I thought we had. What I THOUGHT was the magnificent feeling of love. But I should have known better... The damned never find true bliss. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 250 [topic] => 22 [informant] => misunderstood_gurl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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