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[aid] => mick
[title] => I DANCE
[time] => 2004-03-22 21:44:00
[hometext] => One of my truly insane moments.
[bodytext] => I dance on the brink that leads to the edge of euphoria The edge of insanity that borders on genius. The border of intuition that parallels creativity The road of madness that walks beside salvation The walk that all men must make If alone, it is a walk of madness If alone, how do I judge my progress? If alone, where do I begin and end? The journey seems to be harsh and judgmental Do I have the strength to walk it alone? Dare I ask another to share the journey? If I do, can I trust you? If I ask you to help me, carry me and love me, Will you always be there? The choices I make are forever I cannot go back and change the mistakes Will you forgive them? The hallway I travel is dark and narrow I see the demons of my past around me They reach out to remind me of those very things I try to forget As I traverse the hallway, The darkness closes in There is a light ahead As I reach out to the end of my journey, I realize that as always There is someone to catch me as I Dance on the edge The euphoria is false I know that I have only one chance Faith Faith that there is SOMEONE to trust SOMEONE to help me SOMEONE to carry me SOMEONE to love me SOMEONE to forgive SOMEONE to lead me from my Dance on the edge that leads to madness And guide me to the tranquility of eternity. 2-10-98 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Rous [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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