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Array ( [sid] => 53286 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Still a work in progress [time] => 2004-06-23 00:28:33 [hometext] => Give Me Some Feedback [bodytext] => The things that hurt us the most
Is what we bundle up inside
The secrets that we find the need to hide
Form the ones that we love
From the ones that we truly care about
Until the day our secrets take over us
And then we get wind of the uncontrollable sensation
The need that we have to end it all
So it would seem that all our worries
And all our troubles would seem to vanish
But as the dead is done
We never seem to think of the ones we leave behind
The ones that we call our friends
The ones that we call our lovers
The ones that we call our family
The damage is not done to you
But to the people that you have left behind
As you soar is the arms of an angel
Your loved ones pray you find
The comfort that you have been longing for
So fair well my dearest friend
And may you find your place
In this world or the next
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => harj [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Still a work in progress

Contributed by harj on Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 12:28:33 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

The things that hurt us the most
Is what we bundle up inside
The secrets that we find the need to hide
Form the ones that we love
From the ones that we truly care about
Until the day our secrets take over us
And then we get wind of the uncontrollable sensation
The need that we have to end it all
So it would seem that all our worries
And all our troubles would seem to vanish
But as the dead is done
We never seem to think of the ones we leave behind
The ones that we call our friends
The ones that we call our lovers
The ones that we call our family
The damage is not done to you
But to the people that you have left behind
As you soar is the arms of an angel
Your loved ones pray you find
The comfort that you have been longing for
So fair well my dearest friend
And may you find your place
In this world or the next

Copyright © harj ... [ 2004-06-23 00:28:33]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Still a work in progress (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 12:34:25 AM AEST
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Good work 'cause it is the ones left behind that suffer.
huggs,
emy

Re: Still a work in progress (User Rating: 1 )
by the_story_of_the_year on Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 01:41:31 AM AEST
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Well put. Most people who decide to take the easy way out don't think about the one's around them. Well done my friend.
-andrew

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