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[aid] => mick
[title] => Feelings of Lackluster Pain
[time] => 2005-07-02 08:19:16
[hometext] => This pain resides all around me. Help Me. I Still love you.. What can I do anymore?
[bodytext] => ------_____--------------- The feelings of lackluster pain are only memories of things I have not yet experienced the hollow air fills the space above the cold, empty sheets where you could be How I long to let you comfort me, capture me enrapture me… how alone I seem to be… alone… The space on the bed is too empty to bear although you have graced it. the touch of your cheek… I have not felt it. The time is not yet and may never be has not been… yet… Sorrow is the sound which fills my ears deafens me, prevents me from hearing her voice — despair and no I must not think of them my heart seems not broken — it beats yet only boils with rage, not love I love you. Change it I must heal myself disjointed aloneness the screech of agony against hard steel The scream the coveted startlement surprising the starkness of the blankness it reverberates The air is empty the hollowness screams of insanities and sings of the chaos and harmonies deafen all else Calm smooth roughness snow and ice the curve of flame the lick of steam born of both Water is mindless and lonely though it's surrounded by life same here but I can think about all of it Help I love you… Spill my Ink Spill my Guts Again! [comments] => 0 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 22 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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