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[aid] => mick
[title] => Behind their pretty clothes
[time] => 2004-09-05 20:05:12
[hometext] => i wrote this on an in between friends phase... girls suck they always want to change you but never want you to be who you are or have become. It all comes down to how bad you want to fit in.
[bodytext] => Sometimes i forget my name. Lost in this sea of hopeless faces. They change their minds everyday and change their opinions even more. Looking upon their heartless smiles,feeling the breeze of their cold words. I wanted to cry but my tears were frozen, frozen from their cold hearts. Lost in those hypnotic phases of deep seeding notions. Pointless to carry on, yet carrying on none the less. Unable to speak reason, unable to relate truth, surrounded by lies, drenched from tearing eyes, yet still carrying on. No justifications for their actions and no understanding of their words. They speak mindlessly and without and ounce of passion. Retrieving their wounding words on the other end. You have no choice but to accept the pain in consolation of not returning the gun just to be revisisted by the bullet. But always they seem to be lurking, lurking in the shadows, waiting to condemn you. Condeming you like the unrealistic reality that life is nothing but painful events of dramatic past events, that unmeasurably never seem to actually measure up to what you made them out to initially be. And to think about all those little things that everyone hates and to think about how those hates are only seen as those little things. When really those hates are what feeds this fire of burning jealousy that in the end renders all of our unwanted causes of pain? None of it can be explained... just let it go, let it be............. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 244 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Odessa19 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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