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[aid] => mick
[title] => I'm Fine
[time] => 2007-03-12 01:21:55
[hometext] => Brittany Campbell
[bodytext] => She wears years of shame upon her skin as if it was clothing.... Smiles naked dreams of gumdrop's and happiness... And mentally she's locked up behide bar's of her fear... Breathes pain for lost love ones like air... She talks loud and proud filled with opinions and ideals but..... Underneath... That smile lay's "lies" she bare, bares her soul full of cries... She dying slowly dying inside to forget....dying not to remember.... Her childhood flys by her eyes at night... She sighs as flashbacks of her mom floats freely on her mind.... She mentally tired emotionally worn out... feeling chained in by hate, like a bird with no wings who can't fly... She has no wings to fly away from sorrow.. She dying like a tree that has no roots.... She's broken..... I can feel it, I'm cring for her.... She died a million times it seems for each lost love one.. Reliving her past like a charcter in a book.. She's a stranger in her mind...non-existed.. Like a outcast....while, people throw stones at her soul and ... Watch... Them explode.... She stares strangly into a mirror watching.. Her reflection she...see's me and I feel like a beast... Destoring and losing my soul... I've been raped... Raped by hate torn inside and out with no justice... I am a single seed from a tree those roots expand and grow.... As as time passes by... I'll know those face I wear... That's when I'll know that poetry has me... Poetry has me I'll shout.... As, I sit holding a pen describing my pain... I no longer have a heart to break... It's already broken killed by life and the tears that are left unshead... Turn to posion in the dust... I was lost then on a sea of doubt.....when poetry saved me... She's dreams sea's of hate washing waves of contentment... And inside her blood no longer runs warm but cold.. She's a lie inside and out and no one knows this but her....... She hids behind her smiles bats her eyes and says "I'm fine"... Fine even through she cries tears of rebirth... wishing to began again and be normal... Fine even through her soul aches to be set free... Breaking dreams of cold memories into Shattered glass, showing her reflection not her own... But someone...She pretends to be... Shes depressed and knows it and tired of being alone... Holding on, and being strong... But she smiles when asked and says "I fine" [comments] => 4 [counter] => 260 [topic] => 48 [informant] => bri [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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