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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Love?
[time] => 2003-04-18 17:05:00
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[bodytext] => My brain tells me,
"It's friendship, Or mabe just his sense Of obligation, Because he must love someone else, And no one could ever love you. With them so pretty, You so...not, Them so everything, He could want, How and why, Would he love you?" My heart replies: Sometimes I hear it in his voice, Or see it in his eyes, Sometimes when we talk or touch, But is it really love? Maybe my ears, Are the only ones who hear it, Or maybe it's something only my eyes can see, Perhaps I sense with a biased heart, So vain it wants to see a mirror, Maybe my heart makes up the love. My brain and heart, They fight and fight, The bitter battle of my life. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Ali [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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