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[title] => Noord Oost: De Avond Valt
[time] => 2004-08-20 23:45:37
[hometext] => Northeast: Night Is Falling
[bodytext] => Noord Oost: De Avond Valt Is it wrong to feel this way? To wake up in the middle of the night To see if you've left a message The floor is cold, much like my confidence You were the smell of rain when it touched my tongue The whisper of the mountains That lay so perfectly in Montreux Your eyes hold the storm That never ends in my mind Bruised and Tired from the constant pounding of the rain The night sky never seemed so depressed till tonight When the city lights touch nothing but my desolate hands Facing northeast never killed me so bad Its like when your words of love cut me And my insides bled from the distance between us I saw you last night with her and you laughed Hard to believe that used to be me who made you laugh And now all I do is make you forget about a former love How much strength whould it really take for me to say, "I'm sorry?" All the way to my casket Is it wrong to feel this way? Open eyes and cherished memories Never kept me awake for so long Its hard to carry your self-made pain When it can be carried in the palm of your hand If I'd just change How could I let my beautiful fall into the sweetness of another? When did the beige sheets start calling out your name? Why does my reflection turn into ripples of regret? Reality fit you best, I will agree The beauty of others never lets me forget you Like when the heat burns & sun kisses my face And I'm left with an image that spotlights all my weaknesses Never has small blue porcealin shoes made me feel so lonely And a picture of your hometown make me cringe so much Crying for the courage to hear your voice again Is it wrong to feel this way? To want to call you at 4 in the morning To want to tell you that I hate you for keeping me up But I love you anyways And you say, "You have a choice." "Either forget about us & move on, Or sleep in your regrets where you belong." The truth is I'd rather die then ever forget you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 22 [informant] => SpreadYourWings [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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