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[aid] => mick
[title] => Guilty
[time] => 2005-04-27 06:47:57
[hometext] => i dont like it. i think its crap.
[bodytext] => Our hearts seem to beat fast and slow at the same time And now that we’re here I can’t figure out what was mine… I stand next to you and wonder why did we think this could work? And now I see you without clouded vision I wonder where your lies really lurk… Standing here I wonder if you ever had a heart Or if you were just another demon in the dark I wish we could go back to when you were real I wish we could go back to when I could feel Now you charmed everyone around you They don’t know what’s wrong and what’s true I didn’t think you could be this way But then again I didn’t think I would live past this day So all alone at the end with you When we were broken, I wish I knew what to do I wish I could go back to find the truth But you were so ruthless Do you deserve to die without someone beside you? Did you turn to lies because you couldn’t face the truth? Did you fight because you were afraid to lose? Did you take it all because you couldn’t choose? Now, now stop this show There isn’t a thing we don’t know Stop pointing fingers No question of your guilt lingers Your life can be fixed Not mine, its too late I’m sailing on the river Styx Who knows what trails await You shall be judged in your mind You can lie and you can doubt You lie to yourself You will always be guilty [comments] => 3 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 61 [informant] => blueeyedevil13 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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