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[title] => Nonexistant Life
[time] => 2004-09-23 01:21:26
[hometext] => playing God....
[bodytext] => When I was born I did not fall upon the Earth instead the Earth fell upon me... It was thrown upon my shoulders for me to bear I carried it around as I slept It sat gently upon me as I began to crawl and balanced ever so carefully as I took my first step. When I cried my tears made floods Filling the streams and oceans Yet my smiles brought forth droughts that cracked the soil and dried up all the rivers Every step forward caused an earthquake and every step back caused a typhoon and even a tiny bit of anger here and there would bring forth a volcano full of doom There was no happy medium and my shoulders ached with pain My worse fears had dwelled upon me that my actions caused dismay. Forever the Earth will dwell upon me my thoughts, my actions, and my pain will not only bear burden on my own soul but will forever haunt the spirits that linger on Earth. I am unable to release the load that was set upon me For doing so would shatter the world and the hopes and dreams of many Instead I watch it from above trying not to make the slightest movement But with these actions I have forgotten myself and have focused completely on the things that have been placed upon me I no longer know who I am As a way of preventing myself from disrupting life... ...I pretend that I dont exist. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 21 [informant] => JennyFruFru [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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