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Array ( [sid] => 47408 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The love I can't touch [time] => 2004-05-13 19:27:27 [hometext] => ....Leave and take me with you.... [bodytext] => Give up the teenage angst,
Grow up. Think of your health,
You know that I can't love you,
If you fast and thin yourself.

I'm still in love with the old, pure you.
You hear me,
i'm yelling and your in my arms
YOU DO HEAR ME
But close as I am, my words can never touch you.

I am the vibrant heart,
of your rotten salad life,
You've stopped toying with your food,
Now your toying with your knife.

I'm still in love with the old, sane you.
You see me,
i'm here, dancing in your face
YOU DO SEE ME
But close as I am, my image can never touch you.

So here's the final phase,
A well timed suicide,
Now I can't eat, I play with knifes,
You killed off my joy, my pride.

I'm still in love with the old, living you.
You miss me,
i'm here, dying by your grave
YOU DO MISS ME
But close as I am, I can never touch you...
...........I can never touch you..........

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Key-holeGolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

The love I can't touch

Contributed by Key-holeGolf on Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 07:27:27 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

Give up the teenage angst,
Grow up. Think of your health,
You know that I can't love you,
If you fast and thin yourself.

I'm still in love with the old, pure you.
You hear me,
i'm yelling and your in my arms
YOU DO HEAR ME
But close as I am, my words can never touch you.

I am the vibrant heart,
of your rotten salad life,
You've stopped toying with your food,
Now your toying with your knife.

I'm still in love with the old, sane you.
You see me,
i'm here, dancing in your face
YOU DO SEE ME
But close as I am, my image can never touch you.

So here's the final phase,
A well timed suicide,
Now I can't eat, I play with knifes,
You killed off my joy, my pride.

I'm still in love with the old, living you.
You miss me,
i'm here, dying by your grave
YOU DO MISS ME
But close as I am, I can never touch you...
...........I can never touch you..........

Copyright © Key-holeGolf ... [ 2004-05-13 19:27:27]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The love I can't touch (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowDaughter on Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 08:21:48 PM AEST
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Wow . . .

Very very very nicely put. A fairly good poem with a few absolutely mind-blowing parts . . . I quite liked the part going,

"I am the vibrant heart,
of your rotten salad life,
You've stopped toying with your food,
Now your toying with your knife."

Beautiful.

--Nora

Re: The love I can't touch (User Rating: 1 )
by Brians_Sweety on Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 08:28:57 PM AEST
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Oh My Gosh!! That was like an awesome poem!! I felt your pain and everything. I even got your message! I am so so so sorry for your loss! If you ever need anyone to talk to I am sooo here for you. GREAT WRITE You boldly got your point across!

Stephanie

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