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[aid] => mick
[title] => April Rain
[time] => 2004-04-21 21:47:50
[hometext] => lots of cursing, no format, in the end i make a lot of metaphoric references that i used at
[bodytext] => today marks the day that she came to her sences today markes the day she didnt need any ***** pretences to do what she did and what she did didn't need and explanation just called for stomach pains and self-evaluation and today marks the day that habbits and hearts were broken, i got out of a dream and was disapointed in what I was seeing, the queen of my heart was now an untouchable being, let go of this leash my dear which i'm sure you dont want to hold because its stained with my tears and my tears are getting way too old for your hand which deserves all the objects of your desire, At least I'm out of the cold and in the shadow of your fire, but for some reason I'm not satisfied because I know that in your arms there will no longer be any cold that I should need to hide, I will always know the darker side of love and at risk of forgetting all light which still makes me cry because the day is always teasing the night in april the month, that they always said; April would bring showers but mine continued through may and part of me still thinks that this flower will come anyway and today I'm giving up hope, today I’m living life on my own trial, what could I have done what could I have said, what was the point of living each day if the spirit is dead, but today is the day when I don’t want to take another step for her because I now know there was no intent on ever putting me back to sleep, its too d**n easy to hold onto a dream when your not sleeping and if i was put to bed would I wake up, again, weeping, crying out my ***** eyes realzing once more that god's eye's lye and hoping he intended me to die of less than natural causes so I can get some ***** pain relievers that dont come in little pills, power, or plants, or churches, bibles, or prayer chants, so I can get what I need without going back to bed so I can be loved and not just by a love that is now dead.
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