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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Facts of Life
[time] => 2004-11-25 20:52:55
[hometext] => This is a poem I wrote awhile ago. It talks about what can't be expected because what is being asked is impossible, and the deadened sensation that we all sometimes feel.
[bodytext] => Cold hard steel cannot welcome warmly It's not water's fault it drowns The sun can't help that it burns And a water wheel won't stop going round You cannot blame me when I show no heart I forewarned you that I had none I have no love or compassion to give In my sky there is no sun Yet deep down inside of me there is a yearning to rise from the miles of Earth buried on top of my dead soul To acknowledge these so called "emotions" will only bring me pain I'll deny them until the day I die, I claim I already feel whole Perhaps someday this empty glove of mine shall rise clawing it's way out of the earth for the sun to shine down upon then a sense of feeling shall have birth But until this day arrives, if it ever will I shall remain who and what I am at the moment a cold and heartless fiend but someday something will my heart foment [comments] => 4 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 61 [informant] => SpeedXDemon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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