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[aid] => mick
[title] => Stitches
[time] => 2004-07-23 05:04:45
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[bodytext] => I move down the hall,pretending now. I can't stand to be here anymore. Everything and nothing ever changes. While i stare through the blur in my mind. It was never like me to crawl on my knees. Or beg you stop,ending with please. Now i see,this is my life. A puppet thrown from the light. Falling into shadows,and wondering why. Straing,gazing,at the fading sky. And it was you who sewed my eyes on. And put in my stuffing,and sewed in my hair. And it was you who sewed my mouth shut, and didn't seem to care. Now it's like its not reality,like if i could scream if i could open my mouth if i could breath if i could undo the stitches i would start to scream while im kicking at the plastick and pulling away the wires the light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter this box is sealed too tight,i cant breath red and black lights circle in my mind i still cant breath,my mask is too tight everything is gray,and the pain wont go away, is my box forever ment to stay closed this way? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 48 [informant] => xlooseroftomorrowx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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