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[aid] => mick
[title] => Love and Life
[time] => 2011-11-12 01:14:57
[hometext] => I was originally hungarianhaze, But I have a new account..my father passed away last week and I wrote about it
[bodytext] => When I opened my eyes for the first time you looked ahead football games,track meets, The fun would never end You then realized the pain had ended and the fun had just begun I remember the days when I would wake up And as if the energy of a child increased with every smile and joke you passed down It allowed me to grow To lengths that foreshadowed witty outcomes To loves that withered and mildewed away From splinters of miss communications that exiled social for comings that you would pull from my wall of insecurities like pins that held up my favorite movie posters Our humor formed a treaty of friendship connected by hidden frequency's that only you and i could see and understand you tattooed my nights with the screech of a guitar and high pitch screams fashioned from the 80's that sparked imagination but life wasn't always a dream fountains of youth soon faced a drought to vapors of reality The fountain's mouth from which the water flowed endlessly became rusted and clogged with ideas of fast cash and means to ends The sponge that symbolized my delicate mind became a casket holding dear to what fathomed my laced imagery and graphite drawings hinged and pulled Receiving life and its lessons in quantities that seemed over medicating But when I could finally breath true love was dealt my hand A blessing you were here to see I will always be thankful for that But as life stopped chiseling away barley missing the emerald cased heart A night masked as any other took its final swing and struck upon the nerves veined through my body that naived its way in the the blissful memories sending the emerald glow in to exodus pronounced dead as I slept safe in bed The memoir of fatherly love Mostly forgotten, being eaten by my subconscious An apatite fitting of a glutton By hook or crook The past we shared and its pain began to constrict and suffocate from loves eternal grip The pains effects nullified and shivered reaming in it decrepit state Remembering the times we shared from the first drink of your Zima beer bottle , or countless sunbaths while we gawked at the girls like chimps in a cage hands length from a banana, or when love sapped the visions of tranquil tomorrows But nothing can compare to the foundation you gave me with its mixtures and mats Your love was soft and broadened to levels of inconspicuous products Your strength also fashioned from the 80's became the churn as it made the battles of everyday seem minute and coarse with time experience had hardened this foundation as our settle and short talks of everyday life sunk it's self into under toned messages that played along side our treaty of frequency's You never knew underneath this tough tone you constituted lye dormant the fear of a child Still new to this worlds demanding voice with afflictions that plagued the fruit of a youthful mind I wasn't ready for you to die for your last breath to never form into "I love you too" Words I wish I could have initiated sooner I know you will always be watching over me and one day our frequency's will meet again through the endless cycle of Love and Life [comments] => 2 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 52 [informant] => hungarianhaze2 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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