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[aid] => mick
[title] => dream baby dream
[time] => 2004-09-11 21:23:14
[hometext] => sometimes people try to protect u from harm....but what they dont know is that their lies ***** u up more then their
[bodytext] => "dream baby dream" everyone told me... "cry baby cry" people told me... no one told me "ill hold u dont cry" no one gave me a place to run to... no one gave me a pair of warm arms to run to n hide no one gave me the chance to be me... now i turn out this way and they blame no one but me its a damn shame,yes i know...i wish i would tame this lame game ive lost so much...even my purity and my sanity carved my self was my onli escape... crying myself to sleep was my only way to be sane socking the wall bursting my knuccles till they bled was my thrill "dream baby dream" they gave me illusions... illusions so ******* fake that make me take this blade and transfer myself to another place "cry baby cry" they told me because they were too stubourne to listen to me... now im this way and who do they blame? me... i blame them for telling me to cry and telling my to dream a fake future...a future where i wouldnt hurt... a future where everyone would greet everyone gaily... a ******* place that name existed i tried getting away went to a place i like to call my extazy everythin was safe nothing to lose nor gain just some pain to lose and some happiness to gain i felt so right till that day i found out that to dream wasnt enough and to cry was for ******* losers who didnt have anything now that i turn out this way...who do they blame? me....well, today i turn and say ***** YOU you made me this way u ***** me and amde me the helpless ***** i am today u filled me with this adrinaline that torments my nights u tucked me into my grave u made me all these fake promises that in the end were all bull***** u turned me into this suicidal, violent and confused ***** that i am today and for this i tell you THIS MUCH "DREAM BABY DREAM".... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 61 [informant] => oneteartofellpain [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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