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[aid] => mick
[title] => Lifes Virtue 3
[time] => 2004-08-11 01:30:22
[hometext] => Final note, ya won't hear me again
[bodytext] => It makes me hurt It makes me cry It makes me so ******** cut You leave lifes doors tightly shut I can say now You havn't helped me or yourself Friends are only friends when they wanna be They can only see That there life is a fantasy Don't care for those who cared for them Ignored, written off and forgotten They stay bold They do what they're told But to one who it mattered A soul is left now, shattered Blind and ruined My mind has thoughts of a thousand people Never regretting or forgetting pains felt by all They didn't liseten to others call Past pains hurt the weak Nothing more do they seek Than attention The strong are already dead The vultchers of hell already fed Kindness and courage Gone now, never to return Souls are beggining to burn New loves open Causing more pain Keeping me very sane I stay All the time I know what your thinking Every day I didn't expect you to understand Wouldn't have hoped you'd make it You probablly won't even hear this call A cry of advice, keeps me standing tall I hate you and I love you Nothing anyone can do I can only wish that what I need comes And that you will see Everything including me I havn't been noticed before Leaves me feeling sore I don't care anymore I can still look back At past happiness And no pain Lifes Virtue [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 21 [informant] => cj_ranson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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