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[aid] => mick
[title] => Untitled
[time] => 2003-10-08 20:44:08
[hometext] => Most of my "poems" are little more than unpolished freeform stuff, streight out of my head, this is one of my oldest, but just about my favorite any ideas for a title?
[bodytext] => So I'm standing here, almost on the edge of the void trying to convince myself I'm ready to take that dive into infinity, yet strangely aware I'm still about five foot away from even being able to take a look over the edge, when all of a sudden, out of the blue (well kind of blue green, really) it hit's me. Ouch... what's the deal with that fool. I mean, how easy would it have been to, like, I don't know, say, tap my shoulder and tell me, or maybe call, my cell is on... Oh, wait, no it isn't, batteries are dead. Wow am I ever off topic here, anywho... so it hits me, if I go through with this, if I actually do it, what would I prove, I mean no-one's here to watch, and, well, thing is, I'm kind of an attention seeker, so why even bother. after all, I'm all about making an impression, what kind of impression can I make from inside the void that is infinity. Like this is it, for real, there is no change of heart 10 minutes later on this one. Once I'm in, I'm in, and think about it, like how much more attention could I seek if I wasn't stuck in some infinite void. So I turn round and head back towards my mediocre life, vowing to always make an impact, always seek some more attention, to make everything I do some kind of ridiculous statement about something or other. I take like 2 steps and trip, over of all things a coke can (don't I look stupid), I fly way back, like so far back it's not even funny, and crack my head right on the edge of that void I was telling you about, well I realise just how freakin' lucky I am, if I had got much closer to that void I would be so in there, and my customary change of heart would have been completely in vain. well that sure did teach me didn't it. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 43 [informant] => loplop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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