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[aid] => mick
[title] => Stay True
[time] => 2004-05-12 18:23:25
[hometext] => This is a poem I wrote when i was high,2 weeks before I entered as treatment center....
[bodytext] => Who really knows the evil that so deeply lurks inside of each of us.Is it caused by the pain that holds a piercing cold stare,so devious?The darkside of our souls is where the evil all grows,then the sunshine in our hearts is slowly taken apart.Now prisoners we are,trapped inside our own minds,day and night tried to fight,but we're still looking blind. We question the future,look back on the past, just searching for ways to make time simply pass.We wonder about living and we dont want to die,but will Heaven even take us if we're still lost and so high.And what if I died in a state of confusion?I'd never know what was real or just an illusion.I pray to God for some answers,just give me a clue that would show me the way and what I should do.If I have to continue in this world of hate,just once I'd like to have a peaceful mind state. So my eyes looking forward and my head held up high,I take a walk towards happiness, hope I end up in the sky.If I end up down below and the devil wants to know how I got there and why,I'll tell him I was weak,the pressure too much,so I chose to die.Inside of every soul theres the power to take control,if you want something strong enough, eventually it unfolds.Be true to yourself and nobody fails,be true to your heart and you can be nothing else.
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