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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => untitled
[time] => 2005-05-01 17:01:26
[hometext] => This poem is quite idealistic pay attention and see if you can distinguish what singing symbolizes.
[bodytext] => This is my song... I sing my song gracefully although I have no voice... I dont choose to sing but every song I s beautiful... This singing is not usual... Every melody exiting my body puts a smile on the face of my soul... Opening my eyes that I refuse to close... I remember telling myself I was breathless and I would sing nomore... My heart damaged... Thoughts racing... Trapped and confused in a hallway full of doors... I screamed in anger feeling abused and shocked... For I couldnt leave every door was locked... Suddenly I thought Yes! and broke down to my knees... Looked to the Ceiling preying to the lord asking for keys... Once again I felt abused and shocked... Thinking... Whats going on? why dont these keys work on any locks... I lost faith... Stuck realizing I will never be free again... I sung to the lord although I said I wouldnt sing... I couldnt control my thoughts so I needed to harmonize... Each note that fell from my body dropped with a new melody... Each Symbolizing and helping to resolve different situations... Suddenly I looked up and noticed a door was open... Happy but still confused wondering how but not sticking around to find out... I walked through the door feeling this rush of happiness not knowing that all but one of my problems needs to be cared for... I walked into another hallway... Now scared but noticing all but one door was there... I sung through the grace of my heart... Releaving my soul... Releasing myself... Until no door was closed... Then I realized the one thing I said I wouldnt do again and I thought I despised... Was the only thing that helped me in freeing my mind... I trapped myself... In my own thoughts... Telling myself I wouldnt do something every soul needs... A fresh start with new reason to sing... I sing frequently now... Rather im happy and standing up or sad and sitting down... This is my song... And I will sing again... Ive regained faith so goodbye until then... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 31 [informant] => bitty [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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