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[title] => Keith
[time] => 2008-04-07 11:32:18
[hometext] => We all lose; though i don't know wether i should feel pity for those who lost him, or sympathy for those who never had him
[bodytext] => Cant Believe the Darkness Hollow footsteps trace my mind What scattered distance dare they find, Obtuse the light they guided there, For in this void no light shall fare. Invisible sounds invade my mind Lacking meaning for humankind, I understand what I cannot see When I hear nothing so vividly. Your eyes smear pictures o’er my mind Of time and times I must rewind, Of fuller lives and drier eyes, When words of joy were more than lies. Forgotten memories spite my mind, Currency of memories left behind, Can exist more than sole finite Through one end may eternity ignite. Black as colour becomes my mind, Laying languish never more timed, A forever slate of sanguine sanctuary Of all to give thanks for so thankfully. A lack of tears controls my mind Your wish my promise remains entwined, I scream in silence devoid my lips, Your heart stops while our heart skips. My hero lives within my mind, Invulnerable cruel fates unkind, No muscles flexed hath he his power, His strength from ours till final hour. A weight transcends my mind to thine To justify this inspirations shrine, Take care this eternal path your tread, Rest well now Dear Keith On this infinite bed. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 55 [informant] => 5minutepoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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