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[title] => Barefoot in the Rain
[time] => 2019-09-02 01:25:54
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[bodytext] => barefoot on the balcony in summer rain the past year’s barren landscape has left a stain sometimes I forget then I remember all over again sitting on the couch, I stare outside for hours inside of me is crashing down like towers melodies repeat like the thoughts in my head, over again feels like my heart’s constantly turned up to ten I honestly can’t remember a day when there wasn’t this ache living alongside this love I am in and I wish it wasn’t hard to talk to you or to trust in what the universe will do they say let control go but I can’t turn off all this mental din and you can’t understand what people go through until you’ve walked at least a mile in their shoes I’m the only one wearing this pair, and they’re wearing so thin times goes by, I feel more and more like a ghost but I know it’s real ‘cause I feel it the most these walls keep me safe so I make a life with paper and string I haven’t been sleeping very well these days I’m wound up tighter than an old toy to play these visions and nerves have got me jumping up out of my skin tears spring to my eyes at the drop of a hat they all say it’s just stress, well I believe that the lonely part is no one can conceive just how hard it’s been barefoot on the balcony in summer rain cruelly surrounded by so much life sustained [comments] => 2 [counter] => 94 [topic] => 61 [informant] => MoonlitAngel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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