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[title] => The Sad Thing Is
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[bodytext] => He lives in his own world Four walls a window a door His guitar and pen his only friends He pours his heart out into paper Words spilling out from his mouth Into lyrics in ink onto paper He has so much love inside him And no one the share it with He is a genius and a charmer But he is still so alone He hates himself so all he does Is sit and watch the rain Streaming down his window As his tears fall burning holes Into the thin white layers of his life It is a stormy night outside And she’s in the open With streams of black Running down her face She has been crying and Cannot stop and she’s left Not being able to tell Her tears from the rain She’s home at last It is four o clock However, not all is well She has returned form another fight And another brake up She is torn apart and asking why She can’t keep her life From falling apart around her But there’s no real answer All she need is some to love her And make her feel love Someone to tell her that’s she is All these great things But no one dose The sad thing is That these two will Never meet [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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