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[sid] => 6714
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => I Once had a family
[time] => 2002-11-15 05:30:00
[hometext] => about losing a family
[bodytext] => I once had a family
One that truly loved me. But then my most inner fear Came out, I began to pout. My friend asked what was wrong, And I lied and said I heard a song. It was sad, as someone died. She said that wasn’t it and asked the truth, So I told her, about my sister Ruth. She suddenly flicked on the TV, To let me see. It was true; it was on the news. I was in pain, I became insane! But I was gone, and out of sight, It was dark and cold that night. My family was locked inside, I tried to come home! I really tried! But it was too late. The fire took the trait. The house began to smoke, While I opened a coke. I was at my friends, Safe and sound. When destiny became bound. A fire came, And I wasn’t to blame! When the sirens came, It began to rain. It finally struck me, And I began to see. I ran down the street, But I tripped by my feet. I saw the fire, And I called the truth a liar. They would be ok, They would say, When I went to them, I asked a cop named Tim. He said don’t worry, I told them to hurry. They were all I had, Now I am sad. What will I do? I had no clue! Then one cop came to me, As something began to burn: It was a tree. As I wanted to cry, They said they would try… But it was all gone, And I was not fond. My family was dead, all but thy. And I really started to cry, The fire started to crackle, The demon started to cackle. I was all-alone. As I began to look at a phone. I ran to it, And began to sit, As I dialed to someone, Didn’t care who, It was all-true. It wasn’t a nightmare, And Not a dream, Which I wished it would seem. Now I am alone, My voice had a different tone. I told the story of the dreadful night, To all the children who were in sight. They were all like me, As I began to see. I am not alone no more, And I am not sore. I will wait, Till the day I can see my family. And the will wait till they can finally see me. I can’t wait till the day may come, As I dream of it, why looking for the sum. I am now in math, Waiting for the path. Good bye my friend, My heart is now mend. As I lay down in this bed, The monitor beeping, As a light came and said: They await you, So come now it’s true. I nodded peacefully, As I began to see, I was leaving earth where I will lie, To see other people die. I am now with my family, Where I am happy. My life was fun, But it had only begun. As I take a step, Which I had kept, Home at last, Alas! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 32 [informant] => frozensuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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