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Array ( [sid] => 89338 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Very First Time [time] => 2005-03-30 13:53:18 [hometext] => It's Just what it is and nothing more... Take it as you wish [bodytext] => There comes a time in you life when you are going to have to trust someone why not start with me,
are the very first words he has ever said to me,
I being a fool let down my gaurd and opened my heart to this mysterious frod.
You got to love someone why not start here, were the first things he whispered in my ear.
And the more I tried closing my ears, the more it seemed I could hear.
him thriving and feeding on my deepest fear.
The fact that I wished not to love again,
seemed to just like my strength to fight slowly begun disappear...
and quicker than I heard the clock strike the hour,
I let him in and let him controle my power,
abusing and using my trust,
mean while saying its for us. And as the blood stained tears rolled from out my eyes,
I tried to convince myself that inside his soul cries,
and that he could feel my pain, and that he would come and shelter this rain,
and he didn't, and now in my heart there is a peice missing.
A longing a void for something, to fill the cantine of nothing... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Poetically-Inclined [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
The Very First Time

Contributed by Poetically-Inclined on Wednesday, 30th March 2005 @ 01:53:18 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



There comes a time in you life when you are going to have to trust someone why not start with me,
are the very first words he has ever said to me,
I being a fool let down my gaurd and opened my heart to this mysterious frod.
You got to love someone why not start here, were the first things he whispered in my ear.
And the more I tried closing my ears, the more it seemed I could hear.
him thriving and feeding on my deepest fear.
The fact that I wished not to love again,
seemed to just like my strength to fight slowly begun disappear...
and quicker than I heard the clock strike the hour,
I let him in and let him controle my power,
abusing and using my trust,
mean while saying its for us. And as the blood stained tears rolled from out my eyes,
I tried to convince myself that inside his soul cries,
and that he could feel my pain, and that he would come and shelter this rain,
and he didn't, and now in my heart there is a peice missing.
A longing a void for something, to fill the cantine of nothing...




Copyright © Poetically-Inclined ... [ 2005-03-30 13:53:18]
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