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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rachel
[time] => 2005-02-07 21:19:47
[hometext] => A true story from my life, where circumstances wouldn't allow true love to come together. I'm still not over it and it's been a year. Praying for a miracle.
[bodytext] => The puzzle pieces were coming together, Before I left, I know your soul could feel mine. Why can't you feel this same thing now? If you knew the whole story you would understand. I can't tell you because you're welded to your family ties, and nothing that I say could change your heart or mind. These ties that have become your religion, they can't be broken by someone as weak as me. Only family consent would allow this dream to take hold. If one gave me up to you, like my dreams every night implore, maybe I could gain strength and you could understand this erupting heart. But as long as selfishness ensues no happiness will transpire. And now someone has deceived you too. I was deceived by my own pride, not willing, not ready, to ever tell someone the truth, the truth of what happened in my mind that day. Why didn't I see it?! Why didn't I see it?! Throw logic out and feel, feel, feel! Let something outside of real world experience tell you the truth. Let it talk to your heart, your mind, like it did, and does to mine, every night...every single night. And now I'm too far to fix it. Only you can fix it and you won't. You no longer hear my soul like you did before. You're too wrapped up in you and him. And you can't understand things of this nature, not with your mind blinded by the shadow that consumes you. And with that shadow you will have comfort but you will never have love, joy, or rapture. And now all answers to my prayers have been in vain. I can't repair a mistake this deep and long. Even in the dawn of existence I was told, and I knew. Now it's your turn to understand, only your understanding, your feeling, your heart, your soul, can fix what I brought down. Your soul is attached and I don't understand why. Why can't you remember? Why can't you remember? Remember what it was like before I was deceived. Before I followed foolish advice. Advice of the fools. Fools who believe things so blindly. Please, Please fix this. Please, Please heal this fatal wound. Only you have the power now, and death overcomes my heart soon. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Opporf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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