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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Finding an Ending
[time] => 2003-04-21 04:35:00
[hometext] => a night to remember...or forget. at a club night called feet first in camden last week, i bumped into my recent ex...
[bodytext] => The dry heat that crackled over the earth
Slipped away with the sinking sun. Now like a river bursting its bulging banks We spew onto the pavement as one. A sweaty heat sprung from frantic dancing feet Collides with a gulp of icy freshness, Spreading an air of aloof excitement A mysterious mist veiling anticipation breathless. People collect themselves and find each other, We are all as one like sisters and brothers. The crowd huddles around the one with the plan, The night is still young we need somewhere to land. I single you out. (You always stuck out, Shooting up so high With your head in the sky.) The old ache I almost greet as a friend Attacks without fail, back to haunt me again And it’s not long till it creeps up to my chest Clutching my heart and constricting my breath. My eyes stick to you though I’m tearing them away I hate having to see you but I want you to stay I know it’s not possible but I wish there was a way For us to work, but WAIT I remember that day b r e a t h e………….. I clutch onto my friends, hanging on for the sanity My mind flutters back to its home We wander through the streets, flashing lights, distant beats I struggle with being alone I decide there and then, to act like a friend To smile sweetly and laugh at your jokes Surely being friendly, can only lead to where I want to be Surely you’ll feel what I’ve felt all along. WRONG You confuse me, do you use me? I feel your eyes staring through me Do you see me? Don’t wanna be me, you perceive me then deceive me I hate you, I love you, I want to hurt you but you’re too you I know we’re through, I lose, I hate it but I know it’s true One minute I think you care, but suddenly I’m not even there I tried my best to really care; for once I really did care You left me, that’s plenty enough pain But you can’t go on playing games You look me in the eyes With that meaning underlying You make me die inside You know You have the power to make me believe your love is alive. I need the power to walk away from this night. I need the power to walk away from you. As I b r e a t h e………….. I know It could have been so perfect But was it even worth it? [comments] => 7 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 22 [informant] => faffeee [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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