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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sweet Surrender
[time] => 2004-05-08 11:30:34
[hometext] => Have nothing to say, it's just THE SWEET SURRENDER...comments will be appreciated
[bodytext] => Hard stressed day Firing weather Cloudy sky mixed with gray Rush hour and the usual traffic jam People are hurrying to their houses The wheel of routine drives them slam LoOk!! what a weird guy Guess what makes him interesting in walking alone, Enjoying this way? Careless of all the mess around him Has nothing to scream about or any attention to pay That was I... Blocking my ears with headphones Walking blindly through the emotion of my played song Through a tunnel of deep beating echoes Optimizing to find a place where I belong I kept walking Hours were passing by Yes...that is real believe me I'm not joking My head was aching and dizzying Fainted...maybe I was, Flashes of animated life shots are fading to pause Pressure over my eyelashes pushing it to close Weakness contained all of my body My legs struggle for one more step And I still don't want stop Torturing my self as much as I can I have no reasons for what I'm doing Maybe I've done a sin before And my wakens conscience refuses to ignore I don't know what I'm looking for I feel so tired and I can't find a cure Finally I can't feel anything at all My bones, my legs, my body and my face Through the nowhere I'm still walking where it might be my only place Oh, it's the same old vision Me alone in a dark tight room Fresh air all over my ineffective mind Flirting me tenderly, washing away my gloom Low sneaking blue light Surrounding my fear While the old whispered words repeat in my ear Toning that rhythm of that magical song Which from my heart beats I always used to hear I'm swinging so energetic, I'm on the peak of my joy I want laugh, I want cry, I want know what I'm trying to destroy? I don't know what kind of tears are they But finally I stopped walking cause I lost the way Rapidly I fall down on earth And I have no explain For the happiness I felt while I'm enjoying my pain... Now I peacefully lying down Where I lost all of my defenders And the whisper of those deep-beating echoes is my only lasting reminder, Of this super journey, Through my sentimental Which I call it "The Sweet Surrender" [comments] => 11 [counter] => 541 [topic] => 61 [informant] => OMEGA_ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 57 [ratings] => 13 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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