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[aid] => mick
[title] => Monster Under the Bed
[time] => 2011-12-15 10:30:15
[hometext] => Word vomit... Maybe the monster was me all along.
[bodytext] => Waters of the ocean beating up against the shore Birds as free as dreams leaving me lifeless on the floor Shattered, broken glass among the shadows of the ground Voices spinning, spiraling without a single sound Shining liquid sunsets falling slowly to the earth Skies made out of platinum and lies of lost self-worth Troubles drowning hearts and worries drenching hopeless minds Piercing cries reminding us of all we've left behind Tears made out of mirrors, windows from abandoned dreams Sunlight made of darkness, laughter made from unheard screams Homes built from the hatred that was once inside their souls Forests made of suicide, from when they lost control Midnight is the silence that we longed to hear once more Though I fight the battles, I refuse to fight the war Unkept silver clocks hang noiselessly upon the wall Hear the silent footsteps of the lovely broken doll Whispers of the roses grasp the things we'll never know Fear the twisted, darkened memories of long ago Words made out of bullets, glares made out of bleeding knives Deaths made from the struggles just to keep our very lives Wounds made from the fear of going through such tragic pain Tears fly upwards toward the sky along with sparkling rain I don't fear the monster hiding underneath my bed For now I know that monster has been living in my head... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Mikki [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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