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[sid] => 181203
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The night stand
[time] => 2015-05-29 13:20:51
[hometext] => I have a lot of little boxes, some are empty, some have something in them but even the empty ones are filled with memories.....
[bodytext] => It's an old man's gold that he keeps in a box The memories he has That will never be forgot The touch of a woman on a litter piece of silk Something they had that can never be rebuilt Why cant he go past what he had in their lives There will never be a point where he can say all his goodbyes Every day with out her Is too many years gone by He wakes every morning With a tear in his eye He wants to be with her but he will just have to wait God's not ready to set such a date He watches others walk past his house He is looking through a window that is shrouded in doubt through the clouds he sees her as she walks alone Looking down at hem in what was a happy home he wakes up one morning And the tear is not there the window's not clouded And she is waiting with care She walks through the doorway and leads him by the hand And that box of gold Is left on the stand [comments] => 3 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 43 [informant] => texasman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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