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[aid] => mick
[title] => Terrified Souls
[time] => 2009-11-24 15:07:40
[hometext] => This is sth i used To Feel...Pls, Try to imagine and open your heart...And dont worry, it might not hurt u...as long as u believe tht u r not this child anymore......
[bodytext] => Alone She Walked…Through The Long Empty Path… Heading Nowhere…As Pointless She Ran… Looking Around Now…Flowers Stood Beyond…Almost Like Stones…Have They Ever Seemed So Cold??? And What About The Trees? So Lifeless They Seem…Like Every Living Being…At Least Through Her Hazel Eyes… Hopefully Looking Up Now…High At The Huge Sky…But It Seemed So Pile!…Was It Ever That Shy??? And Where Are The Stars? They Must Have Left Her Apart…Without A Guide To Shine…Or Any Light To Guard…From Her Dangerous Thoughts In Mind…And Loneliness Deep Inside…She Felt Like A Lost Dolphin In A Bay… So Scared By Now…She Needs Somewhere To Hide…God, She Wanted To Cry! But Where Could She Hide??? Away From Every Dark Eye… If Only She Could Fly!!! She Would Have Got Up High…And With A Bright Smile…She Would Have Said Goodbye…And Met Angel At Sky…Leading Her To Paradise…Where She Doesn’t Have To Hide… She Would Have Then Survived!!! Deep Inside Her Mind…She Knew Something Wasn’t Right…And Despite Of Any Other Lie…She Just Couldn’t Deny…How Badly She Wanted To Die!!! Be It Fear…Or Be It Guilt…Her Soul Just Couldn’t Bear… And Meanwhile…So Many Useless Tries…Carried Out From Deep Inside…Telling Her Not To Cry…But Her Eyes Weren’t Dry…Though Hardly She Tried…Rivers As Long As Nile…Flowed All Through Her Sense Of Sight…Sourced From Deep Inside…Her Tears Filled Her Painful Heart And Eyes… More Than Any Desire Beneath…She Just Wanted To Disappear…Leaving All Her Fears…Fade Away And Blow With Breeze…But It Wasn’t Something She Could Make Real…So Her Head Took Place Between Her Knees…Crying On Like Lonely Lost Deers…As Lonely As A Fall Season Leaf… While Almost Collapsed Feet…That Bench Had Re-appeared…Forcing Her To Increase Speed…To Reach The Light Which Just Sneaked…It Was Her Only Secret Seat…To Be Alone And Feel Peace...That’s How She Could Set Her Rosy Innocent Dreams… Finally She Felt A Bit Safe…Sitting On A Well-known Place…But Soon All Her Fears…Were Expressed Through Her Non-Stop Tears…As The Seat Was No More A Place To Feel Real…It’s More Like An Unknown Fate To Seek…Or A Vicious Destiny To Meet… Suddenly A Question Buried Deep…Came Up Like A Young Grown Seed…Forcing All Her Senses Stop And Freeze…Except Her Heart’s Fast Beats… Shall She Ever Feel Safe??? Shall She Ever Be Free??? Now Almost Came Back To Life…She Hardly Opens Her Wet Childish Eyes…So Hateful To Her Annoying Dream…Hoping It Never Turns Close To Real…Was It Just A Stupid Dream??? Then Why Did It Seem So Real??? It Must Have Had An Aim…Or A Message To Be Declared…Live Life, And Defeat Your Fears!!! Don’t Ever Give Up, No Matter How Bad It Seemed…Be Tough, Even If No One Was Near…It’s YOU Who Decide Which Dream To Make Real… Didn’t You All Have That Dream??? Didn’t You All Wake Up And Scream??? And To The Closest Friend You All Ran And Seek??? God, I Wish I Can Scream…I Wish My Dream Stops Coming Real…I Wish I Could Find That Friend I Need…Could Anyone Wake Me Up Please??? I Really Want to Get Rid Of That Terrifying Dream…I Just Want To Feel Alive, And Real…Away From Every Vicious Fear…Does It Sound Like Greed??? I’m Not Asking For This To Come Real…But At Least... Could This Be My Next Day Dream??? MidoOo,,, [comments] => 0 [counter] => 129 [topic] => 14 [informant] => MidoOo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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