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[aid] => mick
[title] => Pulling away
[time] => 2009-05-21 12:25:07
[hometext] => When you try to run back to the past... and you find nothing there so you ship yourself back to reality.
[bodytext] => Finally at long last, My train has ran back to the past, Pulling into the stop, My body was ready to drop I looked both ways and leaped from the back strung to me was an awfully heavy backpack I whisked through the crowd of empty eyes The ground turned to fire, and the sky into lies And i would run for days to come, running from men who hold the gun fleeing through these trees with no ease I trip and fall and roll and bang my knee I scream in pain because I can see blood But i get up and pull myself out of the mud As the forest begins to clear my fear It opens up to something dear I found a field from long ago, I know, It comes from my last great day Let's sit and marvel before they take me away and throw me back on the train "the past isn't for you," neglected memories its true Grab me by the collar and throw me to the cab shut the doors, the walls in here are empty and drab I'll huddle up into a ball, and crouch against the wall The train leaves the station without hesitation I feel it pull away from my beautiful day And i am stuck here in the black on a train, looking out the back not sure what I'm supposed to do but as I was pulling away, I noticed you. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 25 [informant] => mutantfish [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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