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[aid] => mick
[title] => He'll Listen
[time] => 2007-04-01 23:15:19
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[bodytext] => He’ll listen I sat, with an emotionless stare in a somewhat trance, Looking at the tube, with no less than a glance, Thinking to myself about what to say, I don’t know why I was acting that way I just sat there, for two days straight, Contemplating an unavoidable verbal fate, I knew that I couldn’t take it back, once I told him I couldn’t keep it in; emotions full to the brim And thus it was, that once it was free, I would sacrifice a lifetime; an eternity But for a glimpse, a passing glance, the beauty of dependency, Entranced, the final starlit dance forever ends in tragedy “He’ll listen,” I screamed, “He’ll listen, I swear” Trying to convince myself of that he would care, And thus I dreamed, a shooting star was born of my illusion, Saline skies, salty seas, make an immense delusion. I took out a pen, and tablet or two, Wrote down my thoughts, strokes of hue, Smeared the ink with a single tear, Closed my eyes, and its all I could hear. I repeated it back, many a times, no emotions spared “He’ll listen, He’ll listen, I sweared” I whispered to myself, “I love hm, I do And I promise, he loves me, he loves me too.” I did fall hard the first time, Oh, but it was so sublime, But I didn’t mind the bruises, Because, My heart full of excuses. I picked up the phone, dialed his number, It rang, and my voice did cumber, There was no answer, So I called again, again no answer I called once more, I fell to the floor, There was no answer, but I didn’t care, He’ll listen, He’ll listen I swear… [comments] => 1 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 22 [informant] => kiss4roq [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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