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[aid] => mick
[title] => A conversation with myself...
[time] => 2004-12-01 17:20:11
[hometext] => This is a continuation of Schizophrania... (sorry it isn't too good... poem wise, but I promise it will get better as the story progresses...)
[bodytext] => What? Who's there? Hello? Only silence did follow, I began to think, maybe I misheard, Till I only sat up and muttered, I am crazy, I have lost my mind, Now I'm not only a mute, but now I'm blind. You're not blind my friend, you're just starting to see, And I am the one that will set you free, You are a mute, so I will speak for you, And I will speak right, and I will speak true. Who's there!? Get away from me! Take what you want and let me be. Silly boy, I want no possessions, nor cause you harm, Calm your heart, no need for alarm, I am your friend, your only true one at that, And all I want to do is sit here and chat, His voice, didn't echo from the room, But it sounded as if it came from my mind's vacuum, Quite so, I reside in your head, I hear every word thought, and every word said, I'm here to help, so please don't fret, Listen to me, I promise you won't regret, I was crazy, and I couldn't not fear, What's going on, why are you here? Silly child, I'm here to help, And you need it so, you unheard whelp. Help with what? What help do I need? I thought I was going to die here alone today, as with God I agreed. Die? Oh heaven's my, no, Quite so, I need you more than you know, And you need me, of this is apparent, You and I, my friend, are coherent. Need you!? I need not a thing! I am a slave to nothing. My mind is my own, you have no part, I need you not, now let us end this, before it will start. Not a slave? You truly are a fool, All are slaves, all in this cesspool. You are the same, in every way, Your mind is already dead, it already began to decay, A slave you are, mine who's path to choose, Mine to control, mine to abuse, You think that you know true hurt? Don't do as I say, I'll show you up till now, it's only been discomfort... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 576 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Unheard_Mute [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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