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[aid] => mick
[title] => Will the sunrise tomorrow?
[time] => 2013-09-22 20:59:43
[hometext] => Will anything ever be right again?
[bodytext] => I sit and wonder if the sun will rise without you tomorrow I sit and wonder will my heart ever release this sorrow Were the promises made just for time to borrow Time to get to the place you know where you belong because it is an eternity until tomorrow You know, damned well, with every beat of your heart. You will be empty while we are apart I am ashamed of my foolishness but this pain I did not start Because my morals your charms caused me to depart So easy for you to accept my surrender Everything that I am I did render Onto you , unselfishly to you, everything I tendered But at the price of my heart and soul to destroy I thought you could never But you did, you broke everything, so simply down Now I sit in darkness on the cold hard ground Alone without a discernible sound My queries and pain I now suffocate in and drown Within all these queries, I wish my love to end quickly You stole my heart, my life so fiercely Did you ever really love me or was that provided tersely. Or was that said completely inversely. I truly don’t know what to think All I know is my heart now sinks to a place at the brink Of never returning to trust a love that I might think Will ever be true and ever be in sync I sit and wonder will the sun rise tomorrow [comments] => 2 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 75 [informant] => BTsButterfly [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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