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Array ( [sid] => 89897 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Never THought It Was Me [time] => 2005-04-04 20:19:05 [hometext] => Just Think About it and then Drop Da message [bodytext] => In the giant garden of life grew a flower who held in a secret desire,
she wanted to be a tree, she wanted to see things they said she couldn't see,
and do things they said couldn't be done, but she realized that being a flower this couldn't be done,
every inch she grew another two were cut, so living a life of such wasn't much,
she grew and she learned to hide what she yearned, and therefore her dreams were shattered before her eyes
and it became more apparent that her soul just slipped away and died. She felt nothing
any longer and became cold and num, it was too late there was nothing that could be done,
they tried to replant the flower of love, but in the process they lost her trust,
the ones closest to her fell to nothing, and the world around her relized she wasn't bluffing,
she was threw with the world and its entirety, and she took it took the grave leaving her story with me... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 48 [informant] => poetically-inclined [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Never THought It Was Me

Contributed by poetically-inclined on Monday, 4th April 2005 @ 08:19:05 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

In the giant garden of life grew a flower who held in a secret desire,
she wanted to be a tree, she wanted to see things they said she couldn't see,
and do things they said couldn't be done, but she realized that being a flower this couldn't be done,
every inch she grew another two were cut, so living a life of such wasn't much,
she grew and she learned to hide what she yearned, and therefore her dreams were shattered before her eyes
and it became more apparent that her soul just slipped away and died. She felt nothing
any longer and became cold and num, it was too late there was nothing that could be done,
they tried to replant the flower of love, but in the process they lost her trust,
the ones closest to her fell to nothing, and the world around her relized she wasn't bluffing,
she was threw with the world and its entirety, and she took it took the grave leaving her story with me...

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Re: Never THought It Was Me (User Rating: 1 )
by FlirtQueen on Monday, 4th April 2005 @ 08:25:19 PM AEST
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Write like the wind and fly like a butterfly with your poetry....you really know what it feels like to desire something and be "sheltered"... I live that kind of life tooo...your poem was as heartfelt as a first glimpse of love....coool! lol loved it!

Re: Never THought It Was Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Live2Die on Wednesday, 6th April 2005 @ 02:22:34 AM AEST
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woah. I really really like this. Awesome poem, and amazing story.

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