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[aid] => mick
[title] => 7
[time] => 2004-01-01 21:41:58
[hometext] => Obsession...simple as that
[bodytext] => I can't sleep nary a wink
Yet these eyes refuse to open
Another day wandering without purpose
24 more hours obsessing about you
Yet you don't have the slightest clue
Of how I truly feel.
Have the audacity to
Conduct yourself graciously
I resent your ability to
Rest comfortably at night
My sight is dim
Your view of clarity
By the time you return
A desperate phone call
I'll be the oldest father alive
Able to survive those hallowed
Wars with despair
Enveloped with one regret
I failed to turn your head
Not from disgust
But from insatiable wonder.
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[informant] => ethrill
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[alanguage] => english
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