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[aid] => mick
[title] => In Search For I
[time] => 2004-10-31 23:34:08
[hometext] => * The title is from an In Flames song by the same name I thought it was appropriate I guess the poem itself could be a song. I can't think of anythign I can do to make it better so I hope you like it. Thanks for reading! *
[bodytext] => Branded by misery's kiss Held my hand out for help Only to have my face stomped into the ground The sun does not shine here anymore Immobilized by depression's sting Whispered encouragement to myself Only to fall on the deafened ears of this tragic mistake The rain turns into snow, But the crimson tinge Is always unmistakeable I won't buy into the hypocrisy you sell Or the fake potions that held me down previously Lied to myself for so long Realized by the scars that I am forced to live with, But I'd rather them than the poisoned kisses That bleed [free] from your diseased mouth Still forced to reason with the voices in my head The rain turns into snow, But the crimson tinge Is always unmistakeable Beat my will that I've fostered so carefully And exploit my fear That I've sought to hide from view, But I'll never bow to your will I'm no longer a child And I can see through your thin lies I'll never bleed alone again And when I cry these tears I'll go to the one who lived for thirty-three years The choice is unmistakeable [comments] => 9 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 48 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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