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[aid] => mick
[title] => Cemetary Chair
[time] => 2003-11-25 01:54:24
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[bodytext] => Sitting in my cemetary Chains bound to tendrils of despair Taken away from discontent And broken into something else Screaming and weeping forever Letters never sent Losing my mind to nonsense Forgetting what I meant Equillibrium sets my examples Makes me who I was The old chair I sat in Breaks as it always does Legs break as splinters fly My back against the cold floor Dust settles on my face Eyes wide open, searching Waiting for a different place Red streams flowing From the back of my head Falling off the edge of my seat Different paths I always seem to tread Lying here cold My arms pulled to the floor Searching the room for something Looking for the door No strength to pull it together As if I ever could No will to try forever And I never really would Taken from my cemetary Brought into the clasp Stepping over the body And throwing away the mask Heard the voice from the bottom Grabbed my hope when I tried Losing motivational feelings Sitting in the cemetary and I died Singing in my sleep Only resting my eyes I couldn't convince you then You never succombed to my lies In the city now Away from all the stones Feeling so pathetic as always Waiting for the emotions that your heart never condones Sing myself stupid Sit here in my chair I'm sure it will break tomorrow And I'm sure you still won't be there [comments] => 0 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus-On-Life [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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