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[aid] => mick
[title] => Falling Down
[time] => 2013-10-02 15:16:25
[hometext] => This is really old, but I just came across it again.
[bodytext] => I have no idea what I'm to do right now. It feels like I ripped my heart out, and tossed it to the ground. I was on top of the world, then I came tumbling down. I won't know who to be without you around. I am trying to scoop up all of the remains Of my own and of all of the other's brains And their hearts and souls are so hard to train And from which they're hard to refrain And maybe once some time has passed After my heart and mind have relaxed Then we can start again from the past And we'll build something up that will last I have so many words broken in my head Half of them are idiotic. The other half are dead. And I have to be careful which ones are said But I always spill my guts out to the world instead I stand here in confusion trying not to cry How did I let this happen? How could I let us die? But I know inside it'll work out if it's right And if this really is the end, I guess I'll be alright I truly do love you, but I can't ever say Every time I've tried, my words have run away They put on a disguise, and become another way So you cannot recognize what I'm trying to say There are things we could have done differently But I had to have you, and I made you have me So maybe the next step will come easily And if it's really over, then I will set you free [comments] => 1 [counter] => 109 [topic] => 22 [informant] => ArloDisarray [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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