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[aid] => mick
[title] => Soul Cry
[time] => 2004-02-11 14:10:34
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[bodytext] => Lay my soul to rest, oh dark one, no more i ask, of these tests Many times i have succeeded in my goal, yet my intention stays unknown What is this suppose to bring me? All these tests? Why make my heart beat loudly, for the sake of a loved one, if all it was to you, is a test? Is there a reason for this? So much pain to endure, so much hate to explain so much greed they have all i endure, but it never stops... Forsaken am i not, if i do not heed your words? Does it actually require me to believe every single word? Can't i just stay here like a rotten corpse in the dark, the light i have, why should i share with those who are unwilling? Never again i will bow down, never again i will see the light, the darkness have become my salvation, my sancuatary, every dark and lonely night. Fear? Why does one have that? Is it for own protection, or is it a form of hate? Why should i fear the very thing that made me what i am? Darkness, late hours, little food or drink... Hours of pondering life, always restrained from what i want and only given what i need... A poem i shalt write for her, my very heart and soul, my only love, enduring this... enduring everything... for me Her light tore me from darkness as an arrow out of my chest... her breathe is that of life, without it i am dead... her piercing loving gaze, all is known... that she cares her spirit is willing, so is mine my love for her is undeniable, her very essence gladdens my soul... her smile could make a nation cry out *sniffs the air* the smell of her hair reminds me of fresh cut flowers, she is the light of my world.. i need her as humans need the sun, i need to be with her Depression is what is left, a soul broken is not what i ask for.. we shalt stay together, till death do us part, again i will seek her out, for she is my goddess, my queen... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 49 [informant] => kellros [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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