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[aid] => mick
[title] => Winter Storm
[time] => 2004-12-02 15:04:00
[hometext] => yeah this is how i feel about snow and such, im pritty sure i have that SAD disorder(seasonal affective disorder) n e ways plz comment!!
[bodytext] => Trudging through this mess, death is all around, What on earth created this? Scatterd on the ground, Why is the sky so much darker? heavy, purple cotton, The air has gotten chiller, and I feel so damn rotten, The wind so bitterly cold, the snow endlessly falling, Feeling so much more old, I can hear death calling, Try to block out whats happening, I don't want to believe, Unable to stop whats changing, things I can't perceive, Standing all alone against the beast, almost colder than ice, Blocking out numbness at the least, would really be quite nice, Close my eyes to whats around me, dissapear to another world, When I open them I cannot see, For I am just an insignificant girl, Continue to kill all nature that exists, everything so dark and dreary, As the storm winds tumble and twist, some believe it's real beauty, But I see beyond the innocence of white, see how many lives you take, You may reflect a bright brilliant light, but no one notices whats at stake, Cars smashing into everything, black ice stealing all control, Life is worth more than nothing, more than a cold hearted soul, I'd rather just stay in bed today, in my house where it's nice and warm, There's just no escaping it somedays, the cold harsh winter storm. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 43 [informant] => XxNights_ChildxX [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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