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[aid] => mick
[title] => Midnight
[time] => 2008-05-29 17:14:46
[hometext] => Just some midnight ramblings...
[bodytext] => Swaying between decisions that have been thrust out towards the sky I find myself regretting everything before I close my eyes The willingness to change; the fight to stay the same The effort that I gave when I knew it'd only lead to pain Yet even in dark hours when the sun has laid to rest And starlight cradles me in comfort like the heart beat in your chest I wonder if it mattered; if you ever cared at all That's when my dreams are ripped in two and I begin to fall Reality takes hold of me tighter than your words of peace Until all that seems to linger on is what I don't want to be Tears flowing like a river, falling deep into despair My breathing turns to shaking when I realize you're not there And all I ever wanted was for you to know just how I feel But you never cared for heartache, so my wishes were concealed And in my journey through the past, I wonder what went wrong I see that nothing was just how it felt; you played me all along Even in my misconceptions, I couldn't see what was tucked in store I fell for you so hard, but it doesn't matter anymore You turned to walk away and I tried to get my say But nothing that I told you could make you walk another way Still sometimes, when it's late at night, and I can't get to sleep I wonder what it was that abrubtly stole your love from me [comments] => 4 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 22 [informant] => satanssecret1369 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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