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[aid] => mick
[title] => .-.its just an outline on a bedspread.-.
[time] => 2005-04-05 15:08:17
[hometext] => what a night of broken-ness and not being able to get to sleep produces O.o
[bodytext] => The night clouds cover loneliness Tick followed tock Your not here, I’m not here In a dream world by myself Your not there, I’m not there Its just an outline on a bedspread An empty space in my memory I thought it was over I thought I was strong I thought you were the past I thought very wrong Not the you knew But forgive me for trying to forget Forgive me for leaving us Its easy to blame the fault on someone else But I know it was mine I never knew how much you meant to me And I guess that saying is true ‘.you dunno what you got till its gone.’ But what’s done is done Cant bare to let you go I feel incomplete without you Yer everyone says it And I believe it And I hope it will work out fine I dream we will be together again for real Holding hands And throwing arms around our necks And sharing kisses in those private moments And just to sit there in silence knowing what each other are thinking Knowing that we don’t need words And if we don’t It will be hard Hard to see you with another gurl Her holding you in her arms Please ignore the tear running down my face Because deep down maybe I knew it was never meant to be And she will be a very lucky gurl Cos you are a beautiful person [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 22 [informant] => guts_n_glitter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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