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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Sea
[time] => 2015-05-31 07:19:02
[hometext] => metaphorical non fiction??? it is what it is!
[bodytext] => How could they not see it? I could see it then and I knew it all along Then how could I be wrong I saw it through the smoke and mirrors, through the mask she had put on I Heard it through the crowd as a kind of silent song And I fell, I fell so fast, as the rushing scene came Rushing around me, spinning true It happened so fast, out the blue we spoke and laughed, I felt it then I dove straight in on impulse, on a whim I drowned because I couldn’t swim Her currents where to strong By Her torrents wildly I was swept along Before I knew it I was gone Crashing this way and that way blown by the wind How was I to know beneath her calm Of the undercurrent whirling rushing Of the vicious storm brewing How cold her waters would be Of the wild rushing waves, of a storm inside a sea I let her waters swallow me On impulse I dove in and I dove deep, I drowned and sunk to what’s beneath Now the waters calmer that I’ve sunk deep beneath the surface I drowned in her on impulse (some would say on purpose) Now the storm has settled and its not so vicious And let me be the first to tell ya {and how i knew it all along) Drowning has never taste so delicious [comments] => 1 [counter] => 245 [topic] => 24 [informant] => thezenmonkey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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