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[title] => All is not not lost
[time] => 2005-01-07 08:13:56
[hometext] => I feel this poem is nostalgic in it's tone. What does this poem mean to you? What's it about? It was inspired by a piece of music.
[bodytext] => The sun has stopped shining now, The rosy haze has gone. It’s time for the world to put you to sleep, to desensitize what was always thought right. Climb up into bed. Get up off the floor. The moon doesn’t light the dreams anymore. The pavement’s a metallic grey. Stop. Begin again. Do not pass go... Innocence is ignorance and ignorance is bliss. No one saw it coming, it hit them like a bolt in the blue. I remember it like it was yesterday. Yesterdays don’t matter. Now enjoyment manifests in the form of faceless nothings. They said it was where it all started. It was But it‘s started again once more. Don’t dwell on what’s happened. It won’t happen again... They say it’s a web. Don’t believe what they say Though, you can see it, quite plainly laid out in a maze? All around you. Slowly killing all that was once about you. Green is not green. Blue isn’t blue. The sky is the sky. is it you? It’s all neatly mapped out , with the off roads, the highways, a key But no lock. Why not go anywhere, be shown the way to more constant droning. To the industrial humming of the world flying past ... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 21 [informant] => magicman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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